Second floor common room, Tuesday afternoon

[lovemykilt]

Priestly was perched on the counter again, this time next to the coffee pot. His mohawk was still green from yesterday, but it matched his "I sell crack for the CIA" t-shirt and he didn't want to risk getting dye on his clothes. He had his legs crossed -- never fear, he was wearing pants, no danger of accidental flashing here. And he was talking seemingly to mid-air.

"I'm just saying, man. I totally respect what you're fighting for, but you've got to be careful. Too many of you guys go on strike at the same time and it'll be really hard drumming up the right kind of sympathy for your cause. Plus you're totally risking potential union-limiting legislation. And look what happened to Hoffa. Okay, not what actually happened to Hoffa, but what people think happened to Hoffa. Not that I'm saying you guys have ties to the mob. And, anyway, you got to watch out for the scabs and stuff, undermining what you're trying to say. Are the French presses in the union? These are important questions."

The second floor common room had coffee. Caffeinated, even.

But only if you proved you supported the coffee makers' cause.

[ooc: open!]

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[lovemykilt]

"Yeah, I'm not sure they're pretending." Priestly absently patted the coffee pot again. "I think things around here might just actually be that weird. Did you meet the guy who can light stuff on fire with his bare hands?"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"UM," Claudia said.

That'd be a no.

[lovemykilt]

"He said he can do it all over his body. And there's a kid who totally floated a remote control to himself."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"My roommate does the floating thing," Claudia said, lowering her voice. "I couldn't find strings."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly lowered his voice to match. "That might be because there aren't any strings."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"No way," Claudia gasped.

[lovemykilt]

"Claudia, Claudia, Claudia. I know you can believe in magic."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Sigfried and Roy magic," she said, eyes wide. "David Copperfield magic. Not magic magic."

[lovemykilt]

"But the unexplained happens all the time. Even more so around here, apparently."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"But there's always a real explanation," Claudia said. "Like the government. Or alien...abductions...."

Shit.

[lovemykilt]

"Either of those really any weirder than magic?"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"No," Claudia mumbled to her heels.

[lovemykilt]

"Hey, hey," Priestly dropped his head, trying to catch Claudia's eye. "It's cool. It's super-weird and not anything you've ever encountered before, maybe, but it's cool. Like an adventure, right?"

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Like an adventure," Claudia repeated, nodding her head and meeting Priestly's eyes. "I can do adventures."

[lovemykilt]

"So I guessed."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Lord, he was cute. "What should our first adventure be?"

[lovemykilt]

"I think we need to check out the zombies at the bar."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Would we have to bring Angela, Liir and Amber along?" she teased.

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Priestly groaned. "I've been here a week and I'll already never live that down."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

She smiled. "On a scale of one to ten, how awkward was it?"

[lovemykilt]

"Six, maybe seven? Would've been way higher if Angela wasn't there."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, that's bad," Claudia said sympathetically, moving to try to nudge his shoulder with hers. "We'll definitely have to have fun to make up for that."

[lovemykilt]

"Agreed," Priestly said wholeheartedly. "I'm working on your mix tape, by the way. It should be pretty sweet."

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

She stopped herself from saying "like you" because wow, lame. Instead she sipped from her coffee mug and said, "Aww. Thanks."

[lovemykilt]

Priestly probably would have found it cute, not lame. But he was kind of hopeless, that way.

"No problem. Actually got a hand with it from this really, really, really tall Latino guy at the music store in town. He seems pretty cool."