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Third Floor Common Room - Saturday Morning

Claire was still in an excellent mood after her conversation with Jon last night. She decided to pass on the trip into the city and instead headed for the common room to make breakfast in an effort to meet some new people.

Anyone making their way past the room would be welcome to enjoy some pancakes with blueberry topping, strawberry topping and/or whipped cream. Because, yes, Claire was kind of a dork and went the red, white and blue route.

There was an appropriate holiday movie on the television.

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Liir couldn't help letting out a laugh, even as he was of late. The green eyes that had been a little dull were bright again, if only for a moment or so.

"Liir is quite fine as it's the name I've had the longest. And Makejoy is my dog. She's very sweet-natured, if you'd like to give Bruiser someone to play with.

"And I've found Hannibal and Angela both to be very kind as well, I must admit. May I pet Bruiser?"

"Aw, that's so sweet of you to offer! Here that Bruiser? You're going to have a friend to play with! What kind of dog is Makejoy and that's such an adorable name. She must make joy everywhere she goes." She laughed. "Hannibal was in his boxers when I met him but that did not affect his friendly welcome. Sure you can! He loves people and is super friendly. He trembles sometimes but he's totally not scared or anything." Elle scooped down and picked up Bruiser because she was going to let Liir hold him. "You can hold him if you want."

"Then Bruiser and I have something in common," he said as he offered his lap for the dog to sit on.

"And I wouldn't mind holding him in the least."

He breathed out with a soft, pleased sort of sigh.

"Makejoy is a Newfoundland and she's very big, but I promise you she's exceedingly gentle. She likes playing with my friend Hinata's kitten often enough and the two never have any trouble."

Elle handed him over, grinning. "Bruiser is making so many friends and this makes me super happy. I wouldn't want to bother anyone especially those who are allergic. I haven't met anyone yet who is." She held up her hand with crossed fingers. "Here's hoping I don't." Her eyes went wide. "That is a huge dog omigod but he plays with a kitten? That's got to be super cute. I'm sure Bruiser and Makejoy will become fast friends!"

Liir let Bruiser settle on his lap and scritched behind his ears with one hand as the other petted down his back.

"She, actually. And yes, she's very friendly. But I haven't actually seen anyone say they're allergic to dogs since I've been here, so hopefully you should--oh."

Probably for the best.

"One girl said that dogs tend not to like her, so there's that. But yes, as I said, otherwise you should be fine. I'm glad you're enjoying your time here so far."

"Ooops, she," she giggled. "Friendly dogs mean they have happy owners and I can tell you are a good daddy. Oh what girl is that so I can keep Bruiser from her. I wouldn't want to scare her from his tiny self. Maybe once she see's that he likes everyone who is sweet to him she'll be okay and more receptive to the idea that maybe dogs do like her. You think so?"

"Rosemarie," he told her, "and I don't know how well it would work, but there's no harm in trying as far as I'm concerned."

He looked down at Bruiser, slightly amused.

"I'm doing all right, aren't I?" he asked the dog.

"What a pretty name. I wonder why dogs don't like her? Is she friendly?" Bruiser shook but it was as much of an answer to the one holding him as any. "What grade are you in, Liir? I'm a sophomore. I hope we have some classes together so we can get to know each other better. I've made so many friends already and love making plans. What do you do for fun?"

She asked her questions all in a row, which made Liir a little wary of answering one and having the answer misunderstood for another, so he explained a bit more than he usually would have.

"I'm going to be a Junior, which is Lurline's own surprise to me as much as to anyone else, "and it would be nice to share a class, yes. As for fun, I either fly, cook, play with Makejoy, or attempt to figure out something from my books. I have to admit to being terribly boring, I'm afraid."

"Is Lurline your grandmother?" It totally sounded like an old ladies name. Possibly from the south. "It will be fun, yes! And that's totally awesome. They teach flying here? Like how to be a pilot? This school is super unique omigod. Liir! I cook too. My muffins are super good. You'll have to try some one day. Aw, you're totally not boring. It would be hard for me to talk to you if you were because boring people don't have much to say because they're just bored."

"Lurline is a Faerie Queen," he corrected with a soft laugh, "and the subject of at least one religion where I'm from."

Yes, Elle, he'd been swearing, for all intents and purposes.

"And they do teach piloting, yes, but my brand of flying is a bit less mechanical. I use a broom.

"I'd love to try your muffins, though."

Blink. "Oh." Like... probably a Buddha statue maybe. Religion was always a touchy subject. She shouldn't ask. His arms and hands seemed perfectly fine. "Are you handicapped in some way that you'd need a broom to help with buttons and pedals or some other sort of control that you can't function without its help? And I'm totally sorry for asking since usually it's a sensitive subject for some people." Elle was radiant. "Yay! I'll have to make some this week so you can try them. Everyone says my muffins are so awesome so I'm looking forward to you trying them."

Blink.

"Er, no. Generally I sit on the broom and it flies. There's not much more to it than that."

Elle giggled. "You're super funny, Liir." Because he was totally teasing her.

He opened his mouth to ask why she thought he was funny before remembering that she was new.

"You think I'm teasing you, don't you?" he asked with a soft smile.

"Sure you're flirting with me," she said, her eyes bright. It was cute, it really was, and she was used to being teased and flirted with by boys. "I don't mind because it's fun and you made me laugh. Totally appropriate."

...he'd been all set to explain about the broom and all that, but the mention of flirting knocked him entirely off course.

"Flirting? Was I?"

"...you weren't fliring with me? It totally seemed like you were flirting with me but maybe not?"

"I don't know. I'm not really all that good with it," he admitted to her with a scratch behind one ear.

"I just talk to people and enjoy their company and say things. I think there's supposed to be more to it than that. Not that you're not worth flirting with, because you are; you're exceedingly pretty and more than that, very sweet, but I'm never really sure. It's a strange concept."

"Oh, that's okay. I thought you were doing a great job but we've just met so that's my first impression regarding your fliring technique. It thought it was super cute! And I totally agree. There are stages of flirting and aw, that so sweet of you to say about me. Thank you, Liir. But yes, flirting. There are stages of it, layers, from the friendly to the passionate. You were simply being friendly and I appreciate it." She took a breath. "I can't tell you about the later stages of flirting because I haven't experienced them yet."

He blinked.

"Really? You've never had a boyfriend?"

He couldn't imagine that.

She shook her head. "Not yet. I'm not picky if you're thinking that. I haven't found anyone who makes my heart feel all warm and squishy. It will happen one day when I least expect it. I'm totally not looking because that seems so wrong." She grinned at him. "When someone likes me I'll know it!"

He shook his head.

"I didn't think you were picky," he told her honestly.

"I think you're absolutely right. Nothing is special unless you feel that warmth inside. And it's worth waiting for."

She grinned at him with a bit of perkiness in her. It was too early for the full perky that was Elle, but she was super happy most of the time. "Are you speaking from experience, Liir? Because aw, that's super sweet."

He nodded.

"I am. I've been very lucky in that respect. At least, I think so. Sometimes people have to go away, but if you enjoy the time you have with them, it's worth it."

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