Fourth Floor Common Room - Saturday Evening [6/20]

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

The couch in the fourth floor common room had looked really comfortable, so Jon had decided to camp out there to eat dinner and watch some television. Dinner consisted of two huge bags of tacos, chips and salsa that he had picked up at El Burrito Loco to share with whomever wanted food.

One of the reality television stations was re-running this seasons episodes of 'Celebrity Survivor' and Jon had left the show on.

It was like a really bad trainwreck. A trainwreck with bad reality stars, former movie icons and former female wrestlers.


[Open as the common room is, food for all]

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[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

Diana was bored. This was never a good thing. "Free food, I love this school." She said, walking in with a cat under her arm.

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

Jon looked over and nodded. "Hey, it was cheap, I had couldn't not buy enough to share."

Plus, it was the quick and easy way to make friends!

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

"And that's why I like this school." Diana said, putting down Samuel on a couch and filling up a plate of food for herself. "Surviving the first session?"

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

"Yep, it hasn't been that hard, really," Jon admitted. "I'm definitely taking less classes next session though."

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Hi there," Jennifer greeted Diana. "Have we met?"

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

"No." Diana said confidently. "Diana Hansen."

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Jennifer Walters," she introduced. She smiled pleasantly. "It's really nice to meet you."

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Hey Diana. Hey Diana's friend."

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

"Samuel." Diana said, holding up the cat.

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

Jennifer followed her nose into the common room.

"...is this to share?" she asked, scoping out the tacos.

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Figured tacos would go good with bad reality shows," said while watching one of the food challenges. Yummy slugs!

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I've barely been in this time for over a month, but I know that those shows aren't worth watching," Jennifer said.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

It was amazing sometimes how good aromas seemed to penetrate through the walls and floors of this place. Turtle followed her nose to the fourth floor common room and was quite pleased to see that she had not been deceived.

"Oh, man, I thought I smelled tacos."

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

"Hey Turtle, dinner's on me tonight." For as long at it lasted.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Ah, words to go straight to a girl's stomach," Turtle said, bouncing over to inspect the options. "Thanks, Jon. What inspired this culinary generosity? Not that I'm complaining, of course."

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

"Turtle, hi," Jennifer said, waving at the other girl. "How are you?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Jennifer!" Turtle smiled, giving a wave back. "I'm doing pretty okay; how about yourself?"

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Well hello there stranger." Leda smiled upon spotting Jon. "Where you been hiding?"

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

Jon waved and pointed at the food. "In my room. I guess the masses are right and video games do suck out your soul," he joked.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't know, we don't have them in Bordertown. Or reality TV. That was a very large bug he just ate." She climbed over the back of the couch and flopped down beside him. After grabbing a taco.

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela wandered into the common room and headed straight for the cabinet where she'd stashed the good tea. "Hey," she called absently as she passed Jon.

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

He vaguely recognized the girl from around school, but couldn't remember her name. "Hey."

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"What are you watching?" she continued in that same absent tone as she put the kettle on.

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

"Hey Triela, how're your guns?"

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela grinned. "Still working. In fact I'm thinking about trying to get the Agency to send some of my bigger stuff over. I suspect I'm getting rusty."