Third floor common room, Tuesday afternoon

[notmyownage]

No classes or work -- and not quite having the energy to go out and attempt to rebuild the trebuchet -- made for a nice lazy afternoon. Claudia was curled up on one side of the common room couch for a little light reading.

Look, when you spent more than half your time studying theoretical physics, Gravity's Rainbow WAS light reading. Maybe not as light as, say, Vonnegut, maybe. And, okay, she'd only made it 20 pages in, so far. She kept getting distracted by the whole thing with the giant blobby slime monster eating London.

Literature was totally screwed up, yo. English teachers never told you that.

[ooc: Do I have to meta Pynchon? Open!]

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[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Do they do that literally?" Peter asked, shaking his hand. "Like bouncers at a club, just toss you out physically?" He chuckled.

"Peter Bishop, nice to meet you."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I haven't seen it happen but, with this island, I wouldn't be surprised if it does," he said, shrugging. "I'm just not ready to be a responsible adult yet. All that responsibility and stuff. Ew."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Hey, being a legal adult doesn't mean you have to be responsible," Peter said. "You could always end up on a reality show instead."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"...I could." He hadn't even thought of that. "As long as it's not one where I have to eat like bull testicles or stuff like that."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter made a face. "Yeah, best to avoid those. And those gigs only last a day or two, any way."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"If I was single, I could do the dating shows but I'm not so that's out," he said and tapped his chin. "Does Wheel of Fortune count as reality?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Professional game show player?" Peter asked. "It's an interesting career choice. How fast is your buzzer finger?"

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I'm quick like a ninja," he said, making a show of miming a buzzer with his thumb. "I might suck at Jeopardy unless I got lucky but I could do the Wheel."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"So now we just need to get you to one of those auditions," Peter said. "I vote road trip."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"I think I could flirt my way into an audition," he agreed. "And hey, even if I don't? Fun anyway. They'd want me on their show. I'm too charming to resist."

Or so his ego thought.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I think you'd definitely help bring in viewers," Peter said. "You need a trip buddy when you go, count me in."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"Hey man, you're in," Hannibal told him, nodding. "Might be something to do closer to when I leave the island. Vegas is on the way too. If we're gonna road trip, might as well make it a good one."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Now there's a trip," Peter said. "I warn you, I don't gamble. I win."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You know some secrets or just got a lucky streak?" he asked, curious.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I have a system," Peter said. "So we better make it a short visit in Vegas. Before any one catches on."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"They won't hear anything from me." Not if he could get some money out of it. "Short trip it is. Getting arrested in Vegas would kind of suck ass."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"You're a cool guy, Hannibal," Peter said. "Kind of sorry you won't be around next year."

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

"You and me both, man," Hannibal said, sighing. "Maybe I'll hide in some broom closet."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I'll sneak you food from the common rooms," Peter said. "They'll never know." He chuckled a bit, amused.