5th Floor Common Room, Tuesday Afternoon

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So yesterday there had been an announcement warning everyone to stay the hell away from the lovely new addition to the campgrounds. Which, naturally, meant Toby had had to go check it out frakking handwavily since his player's internet connection went fzzt last night. He didn't see what the big deal was, it was just a rock. A weird coloured rock, but a rock nonetheless.

And then he'd woken up this morning to find that the voices- the thoughts of his fellow students- were particularly loud today. None of his usual meditation exercises seemed to work, so eventually he dragged himself out to the common room, hoping to find something loud and distracting on television to take his mind off, well, all the other minds out there.

Also, he couldn't shake the feeling that he'd forgotten about something important that was supposed to happen yesterday. Oh well. Maybe it'd come back to him.

[ooc: opennnnn. PLZ ENTERTAIN ME.]

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[necroslacker]

"What's up, pussycat?" Sam said, unable to resist the quip as he wandered in. "Anything worth purring at today?"

He'd probably stop joking about the whole cat thing eventually. Sorry, Toby. It was just your unfortunate fate.

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All things considered, it was probably appropriate payback for all the teasing Toby had given out regarding a certain sparkly eyepatch. Not that he was going to admit as much out loud.

"Not unless you consider talk shows purr-worthy."

[necroslacker]

"Why the sudden interest in talk shows?" Sam wondered, glancing at the television. "You're not secretly into paternity tests and cousins marrying cousins, are you?"

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"Well, I do have a younger brother out there somewhere that I've never met?" Toby offered. "But that's not why I'm watching. I just- need something loud." And people screaming at each other over infedelities and various other wrongdoings certainly fit the bill.

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Kate eventually dropped down onto the couch nearby with her newly acquired orange and large book, and offered Sam a nod of greeting.

"More bad TV for you, Seattle?" As if she knew which of them had made that decision, considering his track record it could well have been him.

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"This wasn't my choice," Sam replied, making a face at the talk show Toby had landed on. "That's a hurtful assumption, Kate. Are you trying to make look bad here?"

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"Hey, last time I knew, you were happily picking infomercial television," she pointed out. "That's not even a real show."

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy nodded at him. "Sam. Less grumpy today?"

She was currently a nice shade of pale with just a tinge of green.

[necroslacker]

"Who said I was grumpy yesterday?" Sam wondered, raising an eyebrow. "Why does everyone assume I'm grumpy? Can't a guy just be stoic or something?"

[Sorry, got stuck at work!]

[walkswithcoyote]

"Grumpy, stoic. To-may-toe, Toe-mah-toe. And be nice. I've already thrown up on or near two people's shoes today." Mercy continued on to search for tea. "Oh, thank heavens."

She snagged a tea bag, filled a cup with water and stuck it in the microwave. "I know, teakettles are better, but I don't have the energy for that right now."

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"Gunther!" Kenzi said as she wandered in. "How's tricks?"

[necroslacker]

It was a credit to Sam's ability to control himself that he didn't look up at the name. He recognized it, of course, but he'd said he wasn't gonna answer to it and he was sticking to that.

[Sorry, got stuck at work!]

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[np at all!]

If Kenzi could remember his name, she would use it now, but... "Dude, Toby's keeper when he's a cat. What are we watching?"

See, she knew who he was!

[withasword.livejournal.com]

Today hadn't got off to a particularly auspicious start -- what with her run being interrupted by the grey and freaking looking, and the subsequent loss of one of her favourite throwing knives when she didn't feel like retrieving it from the midst of alot goop.

The rest of the morning had been spent scouring her Almanac of Mystical Creatures for a thing that apparently didn't exist anywhere but here. She'd found that 'grey and fucked up' wasn't a glossary term with a quick and simple result. In the end, she'd got so frustrated she growled at her book, shoved it under her arm and had gone in search of lunch.

A search which had taken her up here.

"Is there food in here that isn't so preserved it won't taste like real food anymore?"

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"Might be an orange or two in the fridge?" Toby offered. He'd bypassed them in favour of some Pop Tarts, himself. Strawberry, so it was almost like having a real fru-

Okay, no it wasn't.

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Oh yeah, that was the sort of thing that Kate had decided to bypass on her own floor. Yesterday's fresh caught rabbit and vegetables had gone and reminded her of real food.

"... So long as it's not orange and gummy, I'll take it," she decided, wandering over to investigate for herself. That just wasn't a distinction she'd have had to make back home. "And it isn't."

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"Not a fan of the processed stuff?" Toby guessed. Not that it was much of a guess, really. One didn't need telepathy to figure out Kate's opinion on that subject, given her entrance.

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy waved listlessly at Kate as she came in. "As long as they have some tea, I don't care."

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"I didn't look," she admitted, frowning when she took a closer look at Mercy. If anything, she gravitated to coffee.

"I know there's another one of these," she offered, tapping what remained of her orange. It might be good for Mercy, the way she was looking at the moment.

[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy shuffled in to get herself a cup of, well, tea. She'd rather have hot chocolate, but didn't think it would work so well on her poor abused stomach. "Hey, Toby."

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"Mercy, hey," Toby looked up from his terribly enthralling talk tv marathon. "You okay?" he asked, concerned.

[walkswithcoyote]

"Ate something that didn't agree with me," she said grumpily. "Ten somethings. For my stupid class."

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Kenzi wandered in, then saw Toby and pointed. "Duuuuuuuuuuude."

Yes, someone had been stood up! Kinda. Sorta. Sheesh.

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

...Maybe he could spontaneously develop the ability to turn invisible? That'd be nice right about now.

"Um," oh god, the blushing was back. "Hey?"

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"So." Okay, that was a decently dramatic reaction. Kenzi perched on the back of the couch, eyebrows up. "What's her name?"

Heh.