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Third Floor Common Room [Thursday Afternoon]

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.

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

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

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."

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

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

"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.

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.

"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."

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

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.

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

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.

"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."

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.

"How did that go?" Triela asked. She was more interested in Claire's take on the Thoppter tour than the rock climbing.

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

"It was fun," she said. "I did a lot better on the rock climbing than I thought I would and Dinah and I are going to try to find somewhere to go around here."

Yes, she was becoming a bit of an adrenaline junkie.

"And the Thoppter tour was neat. They let Jon fly it since he has some experience. It was so incredible to see the landscape from that height."

"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.

"I didn't realize he had flight experience," Triela mused. Which wasn't surprising since she didn't really know him.

"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.

"Well, he took the workshop last term," Claire said. "But, uh... he kind of had experience before coming here too."

She wasn't sure how much of the clone thing she should share.

Triela nodded. "I suppose that shouldn't be too surprising. So many people show up here with weird talents, after all."

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.

Claire managed to look sheepish for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, this place does seem to attract unusual people."

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