vanillajello: (Gamer chick.)
Kate Gregson ([personal profile] vanillajello) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-03-01 12:25 pm

1st Floor Rec Room, Late Monday Morning

This morning, Kate had found out that repression only works well when you're not faced with having to go to a class taught by someone you're trying to repress about.

Which might explain why after breakfast, she'd grabbed some candy from her stash and made her way down to the rec room on the first floor, where she'd parked her ass on a couch and started playing a snowboarding game.

Yeah, she'd be right here until she had to go to Algren's class in 5th period.

[ooc: Open! I love that I have an icon for gaming and candy.]

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 10:34 am (UTC)(link)
Edmund was on his way back from Narnia when he heard the noise coming from down the hallway. His bag was still slung over his shoulder as he wandered in, looking around curiously to see what it was. "It's a bit early for sweets, isn't it?" he asked as he spotted her.

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 10:44 am (UTC)(link)
He set his bag down and moved so he could see the screen. "It doesn't make your stomach churn this soon in the morning?"

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
"My sympathies to your digestive system," he offered with the hint of a smile. "What's this sport? It looks like skiing but on a board." Someone was a little slow about 'new things' at times. Same with the 'don't talk when someone's concentrating on a game' thing.

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 11:10 am (UTC)(link)
"It looks like it takes quite a lot of balance," Edmund remarked. "You're quite good."

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm Edmund," he replied. "I think I've heard of you on the radio. Champion of the Third Floor?" He had a long memory for details.

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 11:37 am (UTC)(link)
"There'll be new students in a few months. I'm sure they'll be eager for someone to reassure them that they're not going mad and that it's a perfectly normal school, if you ignore the parts that make no sense."

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
"To be honest with you," Edmund said, taking a seat nearby, "home is probably infinitely more fun than rounding up all of the jaw-dropping new students and going through the usual round of conversations. Where are you from?"

[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 11:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Narnia," Edmund replied with a nod. "I won't be offended if you don't know it, I promise. It's in a different world to this one. Before that, England but quite a long time ago. I'm occasionally rusty on newer things." Like TiVo and Schwarzkopf. "Have you done snowboarding before? Off the computer, I mean." It didn't matter which console it was, he'd still always call it a computer. Small steps.

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 07:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Robin missed the warm weather already. But upon entering the rec room, he forgot all about that. The game being played grabbed his attention.

"Oooh!"

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi Kate. That game looks like a lot of fun."

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah I'd love to, thanks!" He hopped up onto the couch. The controller actually fit into his lap and it would look like he was sitting at the controls of a space craft or something.

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, what control does what?" Robin asked, managing not to notice the amused expression.

[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
As did Robin. But he didn't give up. "Whee!" He went off a jump that...well it wasn't so much a jump as a cliff he wasn't supposed to have gone off. He figured out a few tricks before the game started him over at the top.