endsthegame: (comic: not the pizza guy)
endsthegame ([personal profile] endsthegame) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2011-04-23 05:29 pm

Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

It was late morning, nearing noon, and Ender had finished his morning exercises a while ago. He'd sat down to work in his room afterwards, but this sense of-- moroseness he had been trying to avoid wouldn't leave him alone, making him restless and a little irritable. Jane's commentary about that hadn't really helped either.

Which was why right now he was curled up on the couch in the common room, with Animal Planet playing some documentary about Brazilian tree-frogs in the background. He'd taken the datapad Ben had given him for his birthday with him, and he was poking idly through stats for alien races he'd never heard of before.

He was still a little restless, but at least he was less irritable. The calm, he could fake.

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[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 03:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why are you up this early," Tony whined asked, rubbing his eyes. "Better yet, why am I up this early?"

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony just made a face. "Does that mean you're going to come running with me and not be human or something?"

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"We went for one together during that weird mushroom invasion," Tony replied. "I like going on my own usually."

A beat.

"Because no one here is sane about exercise."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I totally knew that," Tony admitted. "No sane person would be willing to code all night."

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"You mean the suit isn't the sanest thing?" Tony asked, gasping with fake shock.
Edited 2011-04-23 16:03 (UTC)

[identity profile] child-of-rer.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Sov had been heading out for a walk, but stopped on the second floor when they noticed there were people there.

"Hi," they called out.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony sighed. "I guess I should find someone to talk to about all these emotions I have. Is there even a counselor on the island?"

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"That somehow does not surprise me, considering everyone here."

[identity profile] child-of-rer.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Morning," Sov repeated, then took a few steps forward. "What are you watching?"

That could refer to the datapad or the TV and was mostly a way to start a conversation.

[identity profile] child-of-rer.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Morning, Tony," Sov said. "How are you?"

They hadn't seen him in a while.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Up way, way too early," Tony whined said whined. Because he was a wimp and needed to get to bed rather than work on things at odd hours of the night.

[identity profile] child-of-rer.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Sov didn't bother to hide a grin. Whining usually got that response at home. "Why?" they asked.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've met the guy in the red pajamas. I'm pretty sure it was the former."

[identity profile] child-of-rer.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:21 pm (UTC)(link)
For all Sov knew, the datapad could be another kind of TV. They leaned against the armrest on the couch, now looking at the screen. "Frogs in trees?"

Yes, that did sound interesting in a weird way, but they weren't sure Ender really wanted company.

[identity profile] hoorayimrich.livejournal.com 2011-04-23 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I supposed to be running around the island every morning for 'stamina building'," Tony replied. "I'm pretty sure this is just Mr. Rogers trying to make me quit training."

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