Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday morning

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The fall trip didn't start until tomorrow, but Bruce was already completely packed. Honestly, he was probably packed too early and too effectively because, ahem, he found himself having nothing to occupy his time after he finished his morning exercises. This left him in the undesirable position of trying to find something to take up some of his time in the common room. He turned the TV on for the benefit of anyone else who might come in since he had learned that it didn't like him and wouldn't be showing anything he might actually want to watch.

Bruce managed to find a puzzle, flipped all the pieces over, and tried to see if he could put it together without the benefit of a colorful picture to help him. Meanwhile, the TV was stuck on ABC Family, which was showing some cheerleader movies. It's not that he had a problem with cheerleaders, he just had no desire to watch movies about them. Oh well. He'd survived greater tragedies than this.

[OOC: Around until about 11 AM Central, then slow throughout the day. But I'm bored right now, so CR.]

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[wrongkindofsith]

For her part, Cara didn't exactly have a lot to pack and force of habit meant most of it lived in her pack to begin with.

"Bruce," she said with a nod, before tilting her head to one side as she eyed the television. "Those are very short skirts." Not that she was complaining, exactly.

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"It's one of the things that makes cheerleading worthwhile," Bruce mused. "Good morning, Cara."

[wrongkindofsith]

"So that's cheerleading." That jumping and shouting made slightly more sense when performed by humans instead of drunken squirrels. Slightly. "Not that I'm one to complain about half-naked women, but what's the point?"

[willbethenight.livejournal.com]

"It started out as a way to make sure the home crowds were excited enough during sporting events," Bruce said. "But it's turned into a legitimate athletic competition since then. Now a good cheer routine is essentially team stunt gymnastics."

[wrongkindofsith]

Given she came from a place which didn't have much by way of organised sports, at least half of that went flying right over Cara's head.

"That requires them jump around in their undergarments?" Again, not that she was complaining.

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"Well, I did say it started out by trying to excite the crowds," Bruce said.

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara smirked. "So they wear more nowadays?"

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Bruce let out a small chuckle. "No, the uniforms used to be much more conservative. Then somebody realized that people liked seeing cheerleaders jumping around in fewer clothes, and it eventually got to this point."

Not that he was complaining.

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara considered the television once again. "So what you're saying is that I should wait a few more years to see something really interesting?"

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"It's probably not going to go that far," Bruce said. "I'm pretty sure they're nearly at the limit of what they can show."

"Pretty sure."

[wrongkindofsith]

"Pity," Cara remarked. "Because that really would get the crowd excited."

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"But people would probably take it less seriously as athletic competition, then," Bruce explained. "People don't take sports with almost completely naked women seriously unless it's track or swimming."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Unlike everyone else Maladicta didn't pack yet. But that was only because there wasn't much to pack. Other than the bags of coffee.

This Vail place might not have any. You never knew!

Whiiiich would be why she was wondering into the common room and pausing to watch the strange bouncing women. "What are you watching?"

[wrongkindofsith]

That gave Cara pause. "People take sports seriously?"

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"The television decided to stay on cheerleader movies," Bruce said, not looking up from his puzzle. "They're not very good."

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"Extremely," Bruce said. "Professional athletes have some of the highest incomes in the country."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

"...That little club has moving pictures about what they do?" That was disturbing.

And why were they attempting to fight/dance now?

[wrongkindofsith]

"Why? It's not like they could be doing anything useful?"

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"The movie came before the club, if that helps at all," Bruce explained.

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"They provide entertainment," Bruce said. "People are willing to pay a lot of money to watch sports. And they also lose a lot of money gambling on them."

[wrongkindofsith]

Cara thought about this. For about five seconds. "People are idiots."

[inneedofcoffee.livejournal.com]

Only a little bit, Bruce. Only a little.

"If that's dancing, I don't think I'll be going to any of the events here," Maladicta said, nodding toward what could only be described as a man having a violent, vaguely dance-like seizure in the general direction of the small blonde main character.

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"Not a fan of sports, I take it?" Bruce asked.

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"That's not the kind of dancing you usually see at school dances," Bruce said. "And if you do see it, you should either avoid the person, or send a chaperone to help them somewhere because they're clearly too drunk."

[wrongkindofsith]

Not really. "I suppose they can help hone more important skills," she replied. Grudgingly.