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Fifth floor common room [after workshops]

Inspired by her French class today, Rilla had slipped into her room to pick up her copy of a Victor Hugo novel (in English. Her French wasn't nearly that good) and curled up on a sofa in the common room with the book, an apple and a cup of tea (which tasted a bit stewed. Rilla wasn't used to make her own tea).

This, she decided as she turned a page, was a marvelous way to spend the afternoon.

[OOC: Oh so open.]

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With his workshops for the week already completed, Bod couldn't find any reason to stay in his room so he'd wandered down to the common room to give himself something to do.

"Hullo, Rilla," he said when he slipped inside and then winced when he saw the book. "I apologize, I didn't mean to interrupt your reading."

"It's no interruption," Rilla said with a quick smile. "I've read this book a dozen times."

"It must be very good," Bod said, rummaging around in the kitchen area for something to eat. He knew he'd stored a few things in there, it was just a matter of finding them. "I haven't found many books that are worth several re-reads myself. Not as of yet."

"Well, we don't have television," Rilla replied. "There's a great deal of time to read."

Ariel had practically danced the whole way up to the fourth floor after her adventures finding treasure in town and her marine mammals workshop. She'd be singing if she had a voice. And she was rather intent on getting back to her room to add the things she'd brought back with her (and it was so hard to pick just a few things, but she realized she had three whole months to collect all sorts of wonderful items), but then she thought she heard a voice or two from the common room. So she stopped, went back, and peeked her head in.

Yup! People! She'd had plenty of things, she could use a little more people, too. So she bounced in, giving a wave, glancing around to see if anything interesting was going on. Or if there was anything interesting she'd missed the other day, though that was unlikely, considering she'd turned the whole room upside down.

Rilla smiled and waved back. She had a bit of a soft spot for redheads, even if her mother's hair wasn't quite that...vivid. "Hello!"

Diana was trying to be less of a hermit, so she found her way into the common room, Samuel in her arms. "See, I do have a cat." She cheerfully informed Rilla when she saw who was in the room already. Hello's were for other people.

"And what a nice cat he is," Rilla said. "Hello, kitty."

Ariel's mother's had been. So had her father's.

In fact, Ariel was really the only one of Triton's seven daughters that actually resembled both her parents in that respect.

Kind of made you think, didn't it?

Easily smiling back at the other girl, Ariel pointed out the nametag on her chest so that she could introduce herself. After the fourth day, Ariel could really use a new nametag. She then tilted her head at the girl, eying her book with a speculative curiosity.

"He's Samuel." Diana said, handing over the cat if Rilla wanted him. "I'm Diana by the way, and I never got your name and calling you 'hey you' might just get old fast."

"We didn't have television either," Bod said but it was for far different reasons than Rilla. He smiled and eventually dug up some crackers of his and some juice before returning to take a neat on one of the other couches. "How have your first few days been?"

Claudia was restless and wandering the dorms, still a little buzzed from taking an actual science class. She meandered to the fifth floor and peeked in the common room.

"Hey, whatcha reading?"

Bod was fairly certain he'd seen Ariel at the picnic but they hadn't met before. And, since he was there and she was there, he gave her a light wave and said, "Hullo. I haven't seen you on this floor before."

"You live on this floor, don't you?" Diana asked from where she was curled up on the couch with Samuel. Samuel was debating a nap.

Rinoa approached the other dark-haired girl, head tilted so she could see the name on the spine. Victor Hugo? Didn't ring a bell.

"Is it good?" she asked.

Rinoa was blissfully unaware of things like 'boundaries.'

Ariel didn't recognize the boy from the picnic at all; there was far too much to take in! But she did recognize him from her class earlier, which was an instant cause for excitement, because, why, look at that, they already had something in common!

So she perked her smile a little and gave her shoulders a slight shrug, making herself look particularly innocent and, shall we say, newish?

Ariel's head bobbed in a nod; her hands lifted up to automatically mime out the number 5-1-7, but all of her attention was completely on whatever it was in the B-Girl's lap. What was that? She'd almost never seen...well, maybe in a picture or two, in a book or a sea-corroded painting, but never....

What was it? It was all adorable, and furry, and...adorable! She watched it eagerly, waiting to see if it did something cool or if maybe she could pet it...

"I have a dog," Rinoa shared. "She's back in my room, though. What's your cat's name?"

"Finding any cute boys yet?" Rinoa asked, eyes dancing. "In this place, it's hard not to."

Diana followed Ariel's line of sight and pointed at Samuel. "You've never seen a cat before? Or do you want to pet Samuel?" She nudged the cat over to the red head and Samuel obediently went over to meow at her.

"Samuel. I'm Diana." Diana replied and found herself couch space. "What's your dog's name?"

"Sant'Angelo di Roma," Rinoa said, with the proper flourish that deserved, "but I usually call her Angelo. Do you ever call him 'Sam'?"

It took Bod a few moments longer to remember Ariel from class ~~because his mun is a dummeh~~ but he eventually did and made a mental note.

"I'm fairly new myself," he said, going easily with the not talking. He hadn't always been full of words either. "I've been here a semester. Do you live on this floor?"

"No." Diana said. "NO!" Samuel meowled. Diana glared down at the cat. "That's a long name for a dog."

Leda had an impression ball in her hand, and was rocking out to music that only she could hear.

She'd figured out how to get music from the internet onto the ball. Someone might need to explain this whole piracy thing to her.

"Hi people." she waved.

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