Third Floor Common Room [Wednesday Evening]

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan and Liir were in the common room with their cakes from cooking class yesterday. There was also eggnog and hot chocolate.

A selection of holiday movies rested on top of the television.

"What should we watch first?"




[open to all who wanna hang and watch Christmas movies. Posted early because I will be AFK for a good chunk of the evening but I'll tag before and after!]

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[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He rolled his eyes just a little.

"You're the one who knows these movies. I couldn't even start to choose."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

She grinned. "Okay, okay, we'll start with White Christmas (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Christmas_(film)) because it's pretty fun."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"What's it about, other than, I'd assume, a 'white' Christmas."

He had no idea what that even WAS.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"It's... kind of old fashioned," she admitted. "About these two army buddies back in World War II."

She glanced over at him. "Have you learned about that in any of your classes?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I know a little about it," he admitted as they settled on the couch.

"Though mostly just the facts. The situation surrounding it is a bit fuzzy for me."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Well, this movie is not exactly an accurate portrayal of the situation around it," Joan explained. "But it gives you an idea of what's going on at least."

She got up and pushed play. "Let's just watch and you can ask me if you have any questions."


[and now I go away for a bit! later!]

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He spread his hands.

"That works fine for me."

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

After starting the DVD, Joan settled back on the couch next to him. "Are you planning to stay in town for the holidays?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"I haven't really anyplace to go," he admitted, his voice falling somewhat more quiet as he realized what he was saying.

"You?"

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, my parents expect me home for Christmas," she said. "Um... would you maybe, you know, want to come with me?"

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

That made him blink a little.

"I..."

He couldn't form thoughts, let alone words to express them.

"I would like to. Yes. Are you sure you want me to come with you?"

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

No, actually, she wasn't sure at all.

Mostly because "Well, there is one thing. We'd kind of have to, um... not exactly tell my parents the truth about where you're from. They sort of don't know how insane this place is."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

Aha. Well, that wasn't nearly as bad as he'd been thinking it might be.

"So I'm to be from Australia?"

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

Joan considered that. "Well, the accent isn't quite right, but I think we can make that work."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"There's an accent?" he asked, curious now. He'd had to correct people for quite a while, but he'd never really learned what he'd been correcting them from.

[joan-notjane.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it's kind of... British, but not exactly," she said. "Sort of like Arthur and Merlin but not quite."

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Aha."

He wasn't sure that was going to work.

Then again, his 'accent' wasn't quite normal as it was. There was a certain difference in cadence to the way he said things that wasn't quite... Earth.

"I'll have to try and hear something of it. I'm not bad at imitation."