Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday morning

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

Bruce was awake at the crack of dawn for his regular Saturday training. But that was earlier. Now he just wanted to relax. He sat down with a bowl of cereal and turned the TV, unaware of the horror that awaited him.

"The Golf Channel?" he asked himself. "No." When he tried to use the remote to change channels, the buttons were unresponsive. He got up to use the buttons on the TV, but those wouldn't chage either. When he tried turning the TV off, the volume just increased.

Resigned to his fate watching the Golf Channel, Bruce went back to his cereal and wondered if it was early enough on a Saturday morning that nobody would notice if he pulled the TV apart and started messing with the wiring. Probably not. Damn.

[OOC: I'm up early, I'm heading out for the day in like four hours, why not force Batman to watch golf tips and highlights?

Open to morning people but, as I mentioned, I'm out of here at 11 AM Central.]

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[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Why are you watching golf?" Quinn asked as she started rummaging through the cupboards. "Are you secretly 40?"

Never mind that she didn't know him and this wasn't even her floor.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"It's a game of strength, precision, and battling the elements. There's nothing wrong with golf," Bruce said. Then after a moment, he admitted, "The TV won't change channels."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"It's walking around behind a ball. There's plenty wrong with golf," Quinn answered, going up to fiddle with the channel changers manually.

She quickly came to the same conclusion he had. "... annnnd the TV won't change channels. Great."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"You didn't believe me?" Bruce asked, letting a smirk show. "Why would someone lie about the TV being stuck on golf?"

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I don't know, because you were embarrassed to be watching it?" Quinn offered with a tentative smile. "Why do people lie about anything?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"For better reasons than being ashamed of golf, I would hope. At least that's the case for me," Bruce said. "I'm Bruce, by the way."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Quinn," Quinn answered. "And I'd hope so too."

Not that it wasn't sometimes just easiest to lie.

"It's nice to see somebody else up early," she added. "It seems like the dorms are pretty quiet weekend mornings."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I usually go out for a jog and then right back to my room," Bruce said. "I guess that makes me part of the problem most of the time."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"I guess," Quinn said lightly. "I haven't been here long enough to really have a routine yet. You work out?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

That was an understatement. "Yeah, I try to go out for a run most mornings. It pays to keep in shape around here. I'm sure you've been here long enough to find that out."

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"Ohhhh yes," Quinn drawled. "Kind of noticed it when I was bashing giant scorpions in the middle of a nuclear wasteland. What fun-filled trip did you go on the other week?"

[OOC: Being called away -- SP?]

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Underwater city, psychopaths with lead pipes," Bruce said casually. "At least now we know that something like that can happen."

[OOC: Sure! I'll be gone pretty much all afternoon myself, but I should be back before too late.]

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

"With Claudia?" Quinn checked. "I could have lived without that knowledge a lot longer, myself. But I guess it's better not to be ignorant."

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara didn't actually have a reason to be in the common room (this morning at least), but the food was better and she had very few qualms about raiding another floor's pantry.

Though at the moment she was taking it in turns to stare at the television then Bruce, unable to fathom why anyone would want to watch images of people playing golf, given that playing it in the first place made no sense.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Can I help you?" Bruce asked when he noticed the staring.

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara gestured at the television. "Why?" she asked, not quite plaintively.

There were many questions encompassed in that 'why'.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"The channel won't change and the TV won't turn off," Bruce explained. "It makes for decent white noise in the background."

[wrongkindofsith]

And since Cara hadn't really bothered to learn that much about television, that only cleared up one of her questions. "Maybe you just haven't tried hard enough to make it stop."

Breaking the television was not the answer, Cara.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"I've tried all the buttons on both the remote and the set itself," Bruce said. "We're just going to have to deal with it for now."

[wrongkindofsith]

"Couldn't you destroy its power source," Cara suggested thoughtfully. "That works. Sometimes." Other times it set in motion the potential destruction of the world and death of all living thing.

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"Destroying is probably a little much for a problem like this," Bruce said. "I could unplug it, but like I said, I appreciate the background noise."

[wrongkindofsith]

"But it's so...inane."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"That's why it's good background noise. It's not interesting enough to distract you from conversation or breakfast," Bruce said.

[wrongkindofsith]

"Except for the part where it sounds like there are suddenly more people in the room." Speaking of breakfast, Cara started going through the cupboards, emerging triumphantly with a packet of beef jerky. Mmm... meat. "That's more than distracting enough."

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"If it helps, they're trying to keep their voices down so they don't disturb the golfer," Bruce said.