Third Floor Common Room [Thursday Afternoon]

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The last few days had been busy and Claire took advantage of being on break to sleep in.

But once she was awake, she was restless and she decided to go to the common room and bake some cookies.

Rather than bother with trashy daytime TV, she cranked up the radio and danced around the kitchenette.



[ooooooooooopen! last day of work before my three day weekend so entertain me pleeeease!]

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Someone had raided Triela's stash of decent tea on the fourth floor, so she found herself on the third hoping that they had some there. When she spotted Claire she grinned and shook her head.

"Looks like you're having a good day," she remarked off-handedly as she started rummaging through the cupboards.

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"It's been a pretty good week," Claire said. "I had fun on Arrakis. Did you?"

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"I did," Triela nodded. "It was interesting, and I didn't have any weird reactions to the Spice."

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Oh, that was something Claire hadn't even considered being a possibility.

She nodded. "That's even better then," she said. "You want some cookies? I finished a batch of chocolate chip earlier and there's a batch of peanut butter almost ready to come out of the oven."

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"No, but thanks." Triela flashed a quick grin. "Cookies are a bit sweet for my taste."

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"You don't like sweets at all?" Claire asked, her expression mildly horrified.

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"In small amounts they're okay," Triela allowed. "I mean, I do like things that are sweet. Just not too sweet." Which was... most desserts.

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Claire nodded. "I guess that makes sense. The peanut butter ones aren't as sweet as the chocolate chip, just so you know."

She moved to take them out of the oven and slid another batch in.

"So are you looking forward to the big picnic tomorrow?" she asked as she transferred the cookies to a cooling rack.

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"I suppose," Triela allowed. Which was an improvement over just a year ago when the thought of all those strangers would have set her teeth on edge. "Maybe some more people will show up who are interested in gun club."

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"That would be cool," Claire said. "I think I'm definitely going to check it out when you start it up again."

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That drew a quick grin. "Good."

"So what else have you been up to lately, anyway?" she asked as she finally found some decent tea and made a quiet 'aha!' noise.

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"Hmmmm, well, workshops before they ended." Which was kind of obvious. "Working at the comics shop. Which, oh, apparently I'm in charge of temporarily because Ms. Walker got called away," Claire said.

She nibbled on one of the cookies. "Did rock climbing with Dinah and a Thoppter tour with Jon on the Arrakkis trip."

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Liir made his way out to the common room, mostly because the room felt far too empty at the moment, even with Makejoy. He'd gotten used to the presence of another person and without her, well...

Hence the broomboy and the large lump of dark fur covering his lap.

"Looks good," he commented with a short smile in between songs.

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"Thanks," Claire grinned. "Help yourself." She waved her hand at the racks containing cooled chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies.

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He bowed his head to the obviously delicious efforts before patting his dog.

"I would, they smell lovely, but then I'd have to move her."

And she was doing her best to look adorable and loving.

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Claire laughed. "I could bring a few over to you," she offered. Because the dog was really doing a good job of looking adorable.

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"I wouldn't want to distract you, but if you should happen to wander this way, it would be appreciated," he said, patting the dog.

"What are you listening to, by the way? It's... interesting."

Good interesting, but he wasn't much for music.

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"Oh, it's just an eighties retrospective on one of the radio stations," Claire said. "A lot of the music they play on the current stations drives me crazy in a not good way."

She grabbed two of each kind of cookie and walked over to them, handing Liir the cookies and reaching over to pat Makejoy on the head.

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He took the cookies with a grateful nod and Makejoy turned her head to lick at Claire's hand with a happy doggy grin.

"An 'eighties retrospective'," he said, the way you do when you have no idea what something is. Liir had been brought up to speed about many things when it came to this world but music had always fallen behind. The only one to ever mention it had been Andrew and his music hadn't really been mainstream.

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Claire nodded. "They're playing music from the 80s all day. The best stuff."

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"The eighties is... where?"

Wait, he'd had this discussion with Emmett, hadn't he? Or possibly--

"Oh, when, I mean. Sorry. I'm not from this world. I've been here for over a year now but some things still throw me. It's, er, catchy, though."

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"Oh, I'm sorry!" Claire apologized. "I didn't realize that. Um, well, right now it's two thousand and..." she had to pause a moment. "... nine. Here, at least. It's two thousand and six at home."

And let's not even get into how that's not the weirdest thing she's dealt with.

"The nineteen eighties were almost thirty years ago. But they had some really awesome music. Just really bad fashion sense."

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He laughed a little.

"Nothing to apologize for. My ignorance isn't your fault, after all. And I do like the way it sounds."

People liking music from before they were born didn't really ping him as odd, after all.

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Oh! Cute dog! "Hey Liir, who's your handsome friend?"

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Ooh! Music and dancing!

Leda, a little tipsy regardless of it being before happy hour, had followed the music and came in, dancing as well.