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Fifth Floor Common Room, Friday morning

Bruce arrived back in Fandom very early Friday morning after his time spent training with the boxer, Ted Grant. While Grant really did have a lot to teach, Bruce felt that his lifestyle outside the ring was a little too chaotic to maintain adequate instruction. So Bruce learned what he could, mapped out how to incorporate it into his training, and left.

And then as soon as he got back, he was assaulted with snow.

After going to his room and changing into something that wasn't soaking wet from Cara's attack, he stopped in the common room to make some hot cocoa. With marshmallows, yes. And if anyone said anything about it... well, he'd just bribe them with more cocoa. He made plenty.

[OOC: Merry Happy! Open CR for anyone who may happen to be around!

ETA: I'm at my mom's for the holiday and can't connect my pc to the network for some reason. So I'm using my iPod to respond, and I may be a little slow because of that.]

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"Coco and marshmallows? It's a Christmas Miracle, or I'm seeing things?" Like someone else on the dorms, and lo someone she actually knew.

"I didn't expect you to be here for the holidays." Then she remembered that Bruce probably didn't have a family to celebrate back at Gotham neither, and she was really close from flailing. "I didn't even buy you a gift or anything!"

Bod hadn't exactly expected to see anyone else around so he couldn't help being a little surprised at seeing someone down in the common room.

"I thought everyone had gone home," he said, subdued, as he walked in.

"Zatanna. Have some cocoa," he offered. Yes, he was going straight to bribes. "I took a vacation for the last few days, but I ended it early. And don't worry about the gifts. They're not necessary."

"There seem to be a few stragglers," Bruce noted. "But I'm not that surprised after seeing how many people stuck around for Thanksgiving."

"The dorms seem emptier now, though," he said, wandering into the common room and taking a seat. "It's snowing. I suppose those of us that are here will probably stay inside."

"Good call. There are crazy people outside throwing snow," Bruce said. And then, because this WAS Fandom, he clarified, "Those crazy people are students. Not any kind of invaders."

"Isn't that what one does during snowfall? Snowball fights?" he guessed, half smiling. "I thought that was just the typical thing to do."

"Gladly~", replied as she helped herself. So what if he was easily bribe-able? "And no way, I'll just have to find something back at home that won't explode or turn you into a house cat. Do you like...ties?" There was an awesomely huge amount of stuff in the Shadowcrest.

Hey, more people!

"Some of us loners have to stick together right? It would suck big time if only one stayed in the dorms over Christmas." And she was glad it was not the case.

"I live back in England so I can't really afford to go back there," he said, smiling lightly at her. "Hullo."

He didn't, really, but he wasn't going to make her go out of her way for a gift. "That would be great," Bruce said, giving a smile. "A guy can never have enough ties."

"Maybe if you're ready for it," Bruce said. "Otherwise it's an unpleasant surprise."

"You were ambushed?" Bod guessed, wincing. "Are you all right?"

"By Cara. She's not somebody you want to face in a snow fight," Bruce said. "But I'm fine after changing and drinking something warm. Speaking of which, there's cocoa. Help yourself."

"I'll be careful should I go out there today," Bod said, nodding. "Thank you for the warning and for the offer of cocoa. Were you able to get any shots of your own in on her?"

She would suggest teleportation -heck, she would even offer herself-, but Zatanna supposed you just couldn't try and meddle with everyone's business. "My house...is kind of empty the whole year now, so I didn't see the point on returning there. But as I said, at least we aren't all alone here."

She took a sip at the chocolate. "Damn, this is good. You should have some."

If anything, she would get the 'tie' for him the 26th, or before New Year. That mansion needed some dusting anyway. "I can even get you a singing one! or one of those that are fireproof." Options, there were always many.

"I gave as good as I got," Bruce said with a smile. "It's the first snow fight I've been in since I was little. Strange how that kind of thing will still happen around here."

"Fireproof," Bruce said. "I really don't think I need more singing in my life." He knew a certain redhead who would disagree, but that was okay. She was wrong a lot.

"I was in my first one during the fall break trip to Colorado," Bod shared, subtly wincing at some of the memories that brought with it.

"I don't think I could feel my nose for several hours afterward," Bod continued with a snicker. "It was worth it though. It was fun."

"Maybe in awhile I'll get some," Bod said, nodding. "And being alone isn't always that bad. I've found some benefits of it here and there. I'd planned on spending most of the break alone anyway."

"If you want to go for your second, I suggest dressing warmly," Bruce said.

"I think I've had my share of painful things for awhile," he said and made a face. "Staying inside where it's warm and safe seems to be the sensible things."

"Smart man," Bruce said. Bruce wasn't usually one to pry... actually, yes he was. So he had to ask. "Is everything okay?"

And Bod wasn't one to lie so he said, "No."

Bod actually didn't know if elaborating was allowed or not. He shook his head at himself and added, "I recently ended a serious relationship. It wasn't all that amicable."

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