The Lobby, Tuesday evening

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The rain was *still* dripping down, so Dinah had decided to play practice with her new purchases in the lobby instead.

zziiing!

The Room-a-rang bounced off the couch, hit the banister railing, cornered off the fish-tank, then zipped back toward Dinah... landing a couple feet short of where she stood.

"Arrrgggh."

This might take a while.

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Chad, sitting off to the side where he could hopefully easily duck out of the way, winced a little each time the room-a-rang thing hit something, but, sure enough, nothing was broken yet.

And still being encouraging to his roommate, of course, despite his usually expressionless face lined with worry. "That one was a little closer," he offered.

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"It was!" Dinah instantly agreed, picking it up again, and lining up a shot off the back wall. "The ones I usually use are heavier, and I have more room to work with. Less bounciness." She narrowed her eyes and puffed out a breath. "Okaaaay...."

Zing! Zoooooom! SMACK! Aaaand the Roomerang slid down the face of the fish tank.

The fish only looked like they were making faces at Dinah, right?

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Those poor, poor fish.

And poor Prince Oscar Pedro, darting back and forth across the lobby in attempt to catch the Roomerang for himself.

"You know," Chad realized, a mite too late, "there's also the gym for this sort of thing..."

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"Wellll, sure, I guess." But it wouldn't be as fun! "But we wouldn't want to interrupt anyone who was seriously working out, right? Like, oh, Cal. It would totally throw someone off their circuit."

Dinah wound up again, and grinned at Prince Oscar Pedro as he twined around her ankles. "One... two...."

And she let fly over Chad's head, zinging precariously off a lamp, then flyyyyying and bouncing off two walls, to finally come down to rest on the parquet, where Oscar pounced on it, scrabbling it across the floor.

"Prince Oscar! No!" Dinah sighed, raising an eyebrow. Then tugged on the boomerang with her TK.

It skidded across the floor, sloooowly dragging the cat with it.

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Although he was very confident in Dinah's abilities...really...Chad ducked and waited as he heard the foam boomerang bounce around, feeling incredibly grateful that it was just foam and Dinah wasn't throwing it too hard.

And then Prince Oscar Pedro and the boomerang both went sliding across the floor and he could only rub his head, trying to decide if that look on the cat's face was a good one or a bad one.

It was kind of hard to tell.

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Dinah wasn't sure either, which was why she stopped, and dropped to her knees. "C'mon, Prince Oscar," she pleaded. "Let it go?"

Prince Oscar Pedro seemed to feel that having brought it down, it was now his. At least judging from the way he was biting it.

Dinah darted a look over at Chad, to see if he'd caught the dragging, and gave him a weak smile.

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"Don't worry," Chad said, misinterpreting the smile, "I don't think he's better than you."

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Ronan wandered in from outside, shedding the raincoat wizardry he'd decided upon using; of course, he forgot to shake it out, first, so that as the spell dissolved all the water on it fell directly downward -- thus wetting him.

A glance upwards and a roll of his eyes later, he was walking across the lobby only to duck the Room-a-rang. "Oi!" he called, without any real anger. "Watch it!"

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She'd tell her roomie about the telekinesis soon... but not just yet. "Heh. Thanks." Dinah leaned over and tickled Prince Oscar Pedro under his chin, and got the Room-a-rang back from him finally. "Okay, if you don't chase it this time, I will... get you a big kitty pillow?"

The cat blinked, and Dinah took that for as much agreement as she'd get.

Ziiiiiiiing!

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"Ack!" Dinah tried to yank on the boomerang mentally again to compensate, which lead to the boomerang careening even *more* out of control, and smacking into the fish tank again. "Sorry!"

Then she blinked. "Okay, you're really, really wet."

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"Not as much as I would have been, thankfully," Ronan said, as he did he considered all the possible wizardries he could use to dry off. Unfortunately, they all required far more effort than he felt like expending, so he'd have to make his way up the stairs in his current state. "Having fun?" he asked, a bit dryly. "Or should I even ask?"

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"This is serious training," Dinah said, then grinned a little. "Well. Not as serious as it *could* be, but..." She wiggled the Room-a-rang at him, and Prince Oscar Pedro batted at her knees trying to get to it. "Gotta get in my practice somehow!"

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Hurley walks into the lobby, and smiles when he sees the Room-a-rang.

"Dude, awesome. What's next, lobby frisbee golf?"

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"Maybe?" Dinah responded, retrieving the Room-a-rang again and grinning. "It's too nasty to go outside, so, improvisation." She wound up, and aimed it over his head. "Go long!"

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"Whoa, dude!" Hurley said, chasing after the room-a-rang and... managing to catch it.

"My name's Hurley, by the way." He tossed it back towards Dinah.

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Dinah laughed, and backed up a little. "Extra points if you bounce if off more than three surfaces! And I'm Dinah. Hi!"

Prince Oscar Pedro may have been stalking Hurley at this point.

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"Hi," Hurley said. He caught a glimpse of Prince Oscar Pedro. "Dude, wha... why is Chad's cat loose?"

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"Why not? He's a sweeeeeetie. And he likes the Room-a-rang," Dinah said, giggling as Prince Oscar Pedro crouched, tail lashing as he got ready to spring. "Better aim it high!"

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"Just... wondering if Chad misses his cat," Hurley said. He tossed the room-a-rang, trying to bounce it off a wall.

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"Oh! I'm his roommate, he knows His Royal Kittiness is here with me," Dinah said, giving the boomerang a little extra TK zzzzing to get it to bounce off a couple more surfaces before flying back to her. "Yes! So you've been here a while, hunh?"

Now the cat ws stalking her. Hmm. Time to let loose again. Dinah aimed for the couch, but unfortunately Prince Oscar Pedro's leap meant he brought it down. "Awww, no!"

The cat purred and gnawed on one wing of the Roomerang.

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"Oh!" Hurley said. "Yeah, kinda. I mean, like, I started a semester ago. So not too long."

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"You like it here, hunh?" Dinah asked, then flopped down to her knees to negotiate with the cat again. "Prince Oscar Peeeeedro. Niiiiiice kitty." She wiggled her fingers at him as she inched forward. "I'll scritch your eeeears if you give me the Room-a-rang, please please please." Out of the corner of her mouth, she muttered, "Grab the toy when I get him a little relaxed, okay?"

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"I love it here," Hurley said. He carefully approached Pedro. "This place? Like, the best thing ever."

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Dinah paused to beam at him, a fellow fan of Fandom. "I totally totally get that. I've only been here a little while, and it's so cool. Where are you from?" She reached over, and Prince Oscar Pedro mrrr'd a warning, then relaxed as she stroked his spine. "Goooood kitty." His eyes closed and he arched his neck, and Dinah made frantic motions with her other hand toward Hurley.

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"Santa Monica," Hurley said. He made a quick move to try and grab the room-a-rang. "California. But... 1994. Or... 1995, now, I guess."

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"Wait, what?" Dinah said, temporarily distracted. Oscar Pedro opened his eyes and miaowed a complaint, but lost his grip on the Room-a-rang, then went boneless when Dinah petted him a bit more. "Seriously? Like Cal's from the seventies? So you're really, like thirty or something?"

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"I'm seventeen," Hurley said. "Almost eighteen. But yeah, there's possibly a me in Santa Monica, this time, all... 31, I guess."

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With Cal, the seventies were so far in the past that she hadn't even thought of that, but with this guy, it was recent enough to be weird. "That's so wild." Prince Oscar Pedro cuddled up closer to her, and she nudged the Room-a-rang over to Hurley with her knee, dragging the cat farther away from it.

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Hurley quick grabbed the room-a-rang. "But Yeah, it's weird."