Fifth Floor Common Room, Saturday afternoon

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Well, it seemed the television didn't hate Bruce nearly as much as it normally did today. He would have liked to have watched that one prison movie, or even some soccer. Instead, it gave him the Yule Log, which was at least appropriate given the temperature. And that was better than one of the movie channels airing a marathon of the sparkling vampire movies.

Considering the show and the weather, Bruce felt it was only appropriate to spend a little time making some hot cocoa (with, yes, plenty for everyone). He didn't need a butler to do it or anything.

[OOC: I actually have a day free of work crushing my soul, so open CR!]

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"You probably didn't like the viking village much," Bruce guessed. He only dealt with it for a week at the beginning of summer before his little 'vacation.' "It was warmer than this, obviously, but that's not saying much.","

[walkswithcoyote]

"Eh, I grew up in Northern Montana. This doesn't bother me," she said with an easy smile. "But still, warm and delicious is always good when it's cold."

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"I can't argue with that. My nutritionist might, but he's not here," Bruce said.

And actually he was. Like Bruce would leave his diet to an outsider.

[walkswithcoyote]

"I burn off enough calories with - other things," Mercy said, narrowly avoiding saying shifting. "So, I don't worry much. This place here is actually ideal. I can't possibly eat all of what I make so I usually give bunches away or end up with a freezer full of cookies and brownies and stuff."

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"I'm almost afraid to ask what kind of other things you do to burn those calories," Bruce said, zeroing in on the near miss. "The answers you might get here vary quite a bit."

[walkswithcoyote]

"I bet," Mercy said, thinking quickly. "Well, you may have seen how fast I run. You don't get that fast just sitting around all day."

No, you got that fast by being a walker and having enhanced speed. But still, she did spend a fair amount of time working out. She still wasn't anywhere near as strong as a werewolf so she needed all the advantage she could get.

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"I can understand that," Bruce said. "I've taken enough jogs around the island by this point that I could probably identify most of the individual trees."

There was no probably about it. He could. And he knew them by species. Which was part of the reason why he took so many jogs around the island. You never knew when that might be useful.

[walkswithcoyote]

"I'm not quite that bad," Mercy said with a grin. But back home she could have done the same thing.

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"What can I say? I'm a little bit of an exercise nut," Bruce said.

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy laughed, adding in the wet ingredients and beginning to mix everything up. "Well, if you're ever looking for a running partner, I can guarantee I won't slow you down."

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"I'll keep that in mind. I'm usually out at pretty much the break of dawn," Bruce said. And, really, it was a wonder that he ever got any sleep considering how late he usually stayed up.

[walkswithcoyote]

"Yeah, I'm a bit of an early bird, despite myself," Mercy admitted. "Doesn't mean I'm always up and out, but I'm usually up at least."

She poured the mixture into the buttered pan, stuck it in the oven and set the timer. Then she started on the washing up. "There. brownies in no time."

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"And I'm sure there will be enough leftover to keep in the fridge," Bruce said. "There aren't too many people out and about right now, after all."

[walkswithcoyote]

"And there's some sort of party thing at Caritas tonight," Mercy pointed out. "People are probably getting ready for that."

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"That was the karaoke party?" Bruce asked.

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy nodded. "Yeah. Not exactly my thing, though it would be a way to kill an evening."

She dried the last bowl and came back to sit in one of the comfy chairs with her hot chocolate.

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"I've had enough karaoke to hold me over for a few years," Bruce said. "It always leads to something bizarre for me."

[walkswithcoyote]

"Really?" Mercy said, curling her feet underneath herself and getting comfy. "Like what?"

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"Doomed relationships, usually," Bruce said. "Of course, it is high school, so that's probably expected."

[walkswithcoyote]

"Ah," Mercy said, looking down. "Already had one of those without the help of karaoke. Back home."

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"Only one? It's high school. You need to get few more under your belt," Bruce said.

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy shook her head. "One was more than enough for me, thanks. I don't need any more of that sort of thing. I lost my home and the guy I loved. And found out my mom had a whole other family."

She shook her head. "And ended up here."

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"That last part doesn't sound too bad," Bruce said. "But the rest... I'm sorry to hear that."

[walkswithcoyote]

"Getting sent here ended up being the best thing that had happened to me in a while," Mercy admitted. "Makes losing my home a little easier to take. At least I'm -" not considered a freak? Then she'd have to explain. " - welcome here."