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Dorm Pool, Tuesday Evening - PARTY

The day had flown by, and before she knew it, Hinata and Amber, who’d cut out of rehearsal early (small sacrifices), were down in the pool area and setting up the decorations for Turtle’s (hopefully) surprise birthday party. Streamers and balloons in gold, green, and purple matched the tablecloths, disposable plates and utensils. Colour co-ordination was a go.

It took them awhile to get things all set up, but eventually it was accomplished, and a sign at the door to the pool proclaimed ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY TURTLE!!!’ in, of course, green and gold glitter.

[Amber totally modded with permission, up way early for SP. Annnnnd ~~please wait for the~~ OCD is uuuup! The email that sent out invitations is here.

ETA: Links to cut down on browser death: Arrive/Mingle, Swim!, Eat!, Talk to the Birthday Girl!, Presents!, and OOC]

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"Lee Adama," he said, wading closer and offering a hand. "Nice to meet a neighbor. Friend of Turtle's or just here for the party?"

Dinah reached out to shake his hand, turning pink as she shook it and hoping he wouldn't notice. "A little of both? I like her, but I don't know her real well. We've got a class and Gun Club together. But she always cracks me up on Sundays when she's got Radio. Are you good friends with her?" And take a breath in there, Lance.

"She's on student council with me," he said, grinning at her breathless statement. "So, just about the same as you. I know her okay but if there's a party, I'd probably show just because they're fun. And this one's at the pool. Exercise and a party."

"Totally!" Dinah beamed at him, relaxing a tiny bit. "I've been meaning to come down here since the cruise, because I had so much fun on the beaches there, and it'll be months before the ocean's warm enough. Hinata's kind of a genius for thinking of this." Another breath, a little more balance, "So, um, what does Student Council do, exactly?"

Lee couldn't help but smile at the speed of her talking. He'd probably pass out if he tried. He ducked down in the water while listening and got his hair wet before shaking it out.

"We organize a lot of the school events," he said. "Dances, carnivals, mixers. That sort of thing."

"Oh." Dinah nodded, working on a full-body blush at how cute he was with his hair all wet, and gulped, then said, "Oh! So, you know when Prom is, right? My friend Jill is totally obsessed, she's been wondering when it would be for ages, and I had to tell her I didn't know...."

And duck under to douse the blush. See, that worked!

"I don't think we've picked an exact date but it's coming up in April," he told her, grinning wider at her movements. It was cute. "Don't think I've met Jill. I'm very unobservant lately."

"Oh, well, Jill's shy. I keep trying to get her out more, but it's a major undertaking just to get her to go shopping. Which, with the harpies and stuff last week or so, I can't really blame her too much, but, no, you wouldn't have met her." Dinah tried to shut up. Really she did. "But yay, at least April? I can tell her to start shopping for her dress now."

Gulp. Five, four, three, two...

"So, are you more observant, most of the time?"

"Most of the time, I am," he said and scrubbed a hand through his hair. "Most of the time I realize what's going on around me. Only time I don't is if I've got stuff on my mind. Doesn't happen often. But yeah, you can tell her to start dress shopping now."

"Cool! Pixie Dust, here we come." Dinah held her breath, then managed, "Soooo, college plans or just the end of term distracting you?"

If he was a senior, she was going to be so sad.

"Dunno about college by post graduation, yeah," he said and shrugged a shoulder. "Lots of decisions to make, little time to make them. And I suck at decisions."

Awwwww! On both him being a senior, and having trouble. "Too many schools to choose from?" Dinah offered, a little crestfallen but trying to hide it. "You could just put everything on a dart board and start throwing things at it," she said, mischievous. "That's one way to get out of it!"

"That's...one way to do it," he said and laughed. "One way I hadn't thought of. And no, it's not schools. I mean, there's school but there's also military."

"Ooooo," Dinah couldn't help being impressed, then frowned thoughtfully. "American military or something-else-military? Or some-when-else? I'm still getting used to asking that."

"Something else and somewhere else," he said, nodding. "I'm from a planet called Caprica. Part of the Twelve Colonies."

"Caprica," Dinah repeated, pleased, and then her eyebrows went up. "Soooo, army, or their air force type thing? I mean, if there's twelve-- colonies? Do you guys have space travel? Because that would be awesome."

Look, babble mode goes on pause for only so long, then she gets all excited again.

"Space is our main method, yeah," Lee said. "There's ground transport but if we wanna get to other planets, we use space travel. And, uh, there's not really a division in the Colonies. It's all one military, basically."

"Woooow," Dinah said, blinking. "So, you have to be good at anything, and everything, if you join up? Kind of like our Marines? That's intimidating." Cue more blushing at the quasi-compliment slipping out like that. "I mean, cool, too. Because, spaceships!" Eeee! Take a breath. "Soo, um, you're thinking of college too, though?"

"Yeah," he said, ducking back under the water again briefly. "There's some good colleges in this country and not a lot of opportunity for that where I'm from. I've been checking different law schools."

Dinah perked up again, because this was something she had some interest in. Well, maybe. "What kind of law?"

And if he kept doing that, her face was just going to stay at neon-glare, thanks.

"Well, my grandfather was a civil liberties lawyer where I'm from," he said, giving a small nod. "I mean, I've been interested in both criminal and civil. I think it's more dependent on the case for me."

"Ohh. So, like, suing big corporations and that kind of thing, or maybe prosecuting?" Dinah took a breath, going a little shy. "I'm thinking of getting into law enforcement. Somehow. Not entirely sure what branch, or, you know. If I want to be a police officer or something else." Like secret agent, as a day job from the crimefighting. "But I've got another year to figure it out."

"I've been waffling on what I wanna do for awhile," he admitted, clasping his hands behind his head and shrugging. "I like to joke that I'm just gonna shuck it all and become a model."

Choke. Dinah went under for a second there, then re-surfaced without too much spluttering. "Oh. You could do that. Sure." Gulp. Nod nod. "I mean. Ha!" Oh god. "But, yeah. Time. Soon. Decisions and all." Then something occurred to her. "You don't want to go back to Caprica?"

"Not really," he admitted slowly. "There's...not a lot for me there besides the military. But, that's a family tradition so not going back would feel like I'm breaking that."

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