4th Floor Common Room, Monday afternoon

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Sam had handwavily spent all day yesterday video chatting with Carly online, trying to prove that, yes, she was totally actually a blue pony with a sandwich on her butt.

Carly insisted that Freddie's special effects skills must have improved and that Sam was just trying to prank her. Which, to be fair, Sam totally would be, if she weren't actually a blue pony with a sandwich on her butt.

Today, Sam was in the common room, dragging a ham out of the fridge with her teeth and flinging it onto the coffee table where she could munch on it while watching TV. She wasn't about to let a little thing like "ponies are herbivorous" stop her from enjoying her ham, dammit.

[ooc: open common room is open.]

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"Well, on one occasion, Warren and Jono thought they were teenage girls," Wesley supplied. That had been his absolute favorite. "They spent the evening in the common room, gossipping about boys and painting their nails. It was... rather a visual that sticks with you."

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Yeah, Sam's eyes widened at the fact that that was even possible. He almost thought he'd take the pony over thinking he was a girl.

"Oh, wow." Yep, that was worse than Sam's gremlin bite, no doubt. "That's never happened to you? The gremlin bite thing?"

[Gotta go AFK for just a bit!]

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"Fortunately not," was Wesley's relieved answer. "I've been... ah, let's see. A farm boy, an owl, a pony and assorted other things, but never anything caused by a gremlin. It's quite a relief, I have to say. I take it you haven't either?"

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"Not yet. Guess I should count myself lucky, right?" Sam would have knocked on wood but he wasn't really superstitious. Weirdest thing that's happened to me is the zombies in Caritas."

Then again, that wasn't that weird. He'd seen zombies before. He could control zombies but he could also put up a good front.

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"So I take it you're the non-mystical type, then?" Wesley assumed.

He wasn't always so on-point with his assumptions, no.

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"What's your definition of non mystical?" Sam wondered curiously. He wasn't non mystical, not really, but he could go with that for now.

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"Er." He had never thought of it as a particularly complex concept. "I suppose... hailing from a world where you were not involved with supernatural concepts?"

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"So, normalcy for most people?" Sam noted and then shrugged. "You can't be mystical otherwise? What about people that believe in all that stuff but don't really have proof that it exists?"

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"I suppose that would make them believers in mystical concepts, but not necessarily mystical themselves?" Wesley guessed, though Sam did make a good point. "I just thought, ah, since you said that the gremlin thing was the strangest thing that had ever happened to you, that perhaps that meant you were from a world without this sort of... element."

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"Strangest thing that's happened to me here," Sam clarified, shrugging. "I'm Seattle, home of the Space Needle. That's pretty supernatural, isn't it?"

No, not really so it was good that Sam was just kidding.

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Wesley laughed. "If you say so," he said, amused. "Though I was picturing rather dfiferent."

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"Space Needle's a pretty supernatural piece of architecture, isn't it?" Sam pointed out before dropping that joke with a laugh. "You from a mystical world then? Some place filled with boogeyman and mummies and stuff?"

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"Essentially, yes," Wesley answered. "Vampires, demons -- that sort of thing. Not very many multicolored ponies, but perhaps I've been associating with the wrong circles."

He laughed, then made sure to add, "However, having been to the Space Needle, I would certainly buy an argument that it's in some way haunted."

[[AFK-ing for a bit!]]

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"Yeah, you've been up to Seattle?" Sam asked, nodding. "What'd you think of it? Supernatural city or city that looks supernatural because it never stops raining?"

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Wesley had been everywhere. Even the crappy places like Cleveland and Seattle.

"Possibly a bit of both?" he laughed. "Though I'm from England, so I can hardly judge when it comes to inclimate weather."

Obviously.

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"And I've never been out of Seattle so I only know England from what I've seen on television," Sam admitted with a laugh. "Basically, there's a lot of tea, castles and horses pull carriages everywhere."

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"Essentially, yes," Wesley conceded with a grin. "Not unlike the Regency-era version of it going on outside."

Eh. He could go into the fact that they did have cars and electricity and even coffee, but why ruin a perfectly good stereotype?

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"I haven't actually gone exploring," Sam admitted with a sheepish shrug. "I think I saw so much of other places when I was trying not to die last semester that I'm just sticking to the island now. England worth seeing even if it's old England?"

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"Well, I might be a bit biased," Wes conceded, "but I'd say yes. It's almost surprising how little it's changed."

Wait, new thing.

"You say you were in the Try Not to Die class last semester?"

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"Yeah," he replied, huffing out a laugh. "Yeah, that was a new experience. I'm pretty sure I came close to dying a few times. Guess that would have given me a nice big fail in that class if I had."

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"I'm taking it this term," Wesley said thoughtfully. "What sorts of scenarios did he have you, er, survive?"

Because he was only vaguely familiar with Anakin's occasional wackiness.

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"I don't think we were ever in any real, extreme danger first off," Sam clarified so Wesley didn't think they were gonna be walking on glass or anything. "But, I know there was bull jumping during one class. I didn't do that one."

Not a chance.

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"Ah."

That sounded kind of... awful.

"Yes, I think I'll be skipping that particular activity as well."

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"Smart man," Sam complimented because bull jumping was insane. "Uh, we once raced cars down a street, there was sheep herding, and a lot of running. A lot. So, stretch before you take off. You're gonna run."

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"Oh, wonderful." Wesley ran a little bit like a disoriented penguin on a bad trip. "I suppose I'll have my work cut out for me, then."

"Did you find you, ah, got something out of the class, overall?"