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fandomhighdorms2010-11-16 08:27 pm
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Fifth Floor Common Room, Tuesday evening
Bruce could be out of his room without feeling the need to find a more private place with the first person he saw. It was a good feeling. A good enough feeling that Bruce was willing to actually risk messing with the television in the common room again. But first? Threats.
"If you act up on me, I will end you," Bruce whispered while kneeling in front of the set. "There's a window right there. I will throw you out of it. You will be destroyed. And then I'll buy a new TV for the floor. I can afford something that will make you look like you're a black and white set. Nobody will miss you. So behave, or you'll force me to prove that I'm serious."
Bruce settled into a seat on the sofa and turned on PBS. It worked just fine. "I'm glad we could come to this arrangement," Bruce said with a bit of a smirk.
Good job badgering the inanimate object into working, Bruce.
[OOC: Much like the writing utensil I use exclusively for writing the third vowel, this post is open.]
"If you act up on me, I will end you," Bruce whispered while kneeling in front of the set. "There's a window right there. I will throw you out of it. You will be destroyed. And then I'll buy a new TV for the floor. I can afford something that will make you look like you're a black and white set. Nobody will miss you. So behave, or you'll force me to prove that I'm serious."
Bruce settled into a seat on the sofa and turned on PBS. It worked just fine. "I'm glad we could come to this arrangement," Bruce said with a bit of a smirk.
Good job badgering the inanimate object into working, Bruce.
[OOC: Much like the writing utensil I use exclusively for writing the third vowel, this post is open.]

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Or... the opposite.
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Which was better than it may have seemed, really!
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And there was the whole part where most people reviled Elphaba, or at the very least treated her poorly.
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"I don't mind," she said, "if you don't, but if you don't want to talk about it..."
She'd probably still try digging it out of her.
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