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Third Floor Common Room, Tuesday Morning

The problem with a first period class, Claire reflected as she started a pot of coffee, was that once it was over you were too awake to go back to sleep but it was still too early to do much of anything else.

Once the coffee was done, she sat down at a table with a mug and a deck of tarot cards -- a birthday present from her Aunt Sarah. She fiddled with them idly, half laying out cards for a reading on herself but mostly just looking at the pictures on the deck. They were beautiful illustrations, anyhow.

She wasn't in a mood for TV, but she had the radio on and tuned to a classic rock station just for the background noise.

[OOC: Open common room, yep!]

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"You're...going to burn a building?" Ned would, one day, to not be so literal. "Like...a stuntwoman?"

Oh, Ned.

"Hey, I don't burn things!" Claire protested. She'd been accused of arson once at home, and she was still a little defensive, and she stuck with the literal theme. "Maybe I'll be a firefighter."

Yeah, she couldn't see that, either.

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"Sorry!" Ned apologized quickly. "It's just the burning building and all. Firefighter's good. They have a lot of equipment. And...your hair would match?"

Yeah, way to go there, Ned.

"No, no, burning buildings are freaky to have in the future," Claire agreed. "Even if it's not literal, it's kind of a sucky card."

She pulled the next one, hoping to erase the unfortunate connotations of fire, and glanced at the handbook. "And now I got the emperor. Which is, um, 'a successful ruler.' Too bad that's in my past."

"You were an emperor in your past?" Ned asked, eyes widening a touch.

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"... you have a literal mind, don't you, Ned?" Claire had to observe.

"Well." He blushed. "I think of it as trying to keep an open mind since there's so many different people here and someone could have been an emperor once."

"Actually that's stunningly possible," Claire said, thinking about it for a second. "It would be way more interesting than my real life, too."

"What about you, ever been an emperor?"

"Only in my dreams," he said and laughed. "And even then, I usually got defeated by a monster or something."

"Maybe that's a past life," Claire said, half-teasing. "You were a great king and a dragon nabbed you."

"That's...oddly close to the truth," he said and glanced at the cards in case they'd told her. "It was kind of a Godzilla monster but that's pretty close to a dragon."

"... okay, weird," Claire decided. "I promise I'm not psychic at all."

"So Godzilla won, in your dream?"

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"All the time," he said and laughed. "The way he won would be different. Sometimes, he'd..eat me. Or stomp on me. Or kick me into the ocean."

Ned realized his dreams were kind of weird.

"And you just never win?" Claire said sympathetically. "That sucks. My dreams are just ... random shit. There was one last week where I was hunting for Easter eggs, only I was a mermaid."

"How did you manage that?" Ned asked curiously. "Since mermaids don't have legs and all."

"It was underwater," she said, squinting as she tried to remember. "I don't know how the Easter Bunny got down there, but he did."

"The Easter Bunny really wanted you to find some eggs," he laughed. "Did you find them okay?"

"I did, but I think I didn't get enough or something," Claire admitted, laughing herself. "It was incredibly important to me in the dream, too. I had to get the most."

"Competitive," he said, smiling. "Were there other mermaids racing against you?"

"That part I can't remember," Claire said. "I don't think so, though. I think it was just this personal quest."

"It sounds like kind of a fun dream, at least," Ned said. "I mean, at least the Easter Bunny didn't eat you?"

Because. Creepy.

"You have to kind of wonder what a bunny that big would even eat," Claire said thoughtfully. "Ew. He could fight Godzilla."

"The Easter Bunny versus Godzilla," Ned mused. "Who would win?"

"I've never heard of the Easter Bunny destroying a city," Claire said, resolutely deadpan. "But, y'know. Maybe he's saving up. I'd bet on the bunny."

No, she wouldn't.