Fifth Floor Common Room [evening]

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla, after listening to the radio avidly for the last few days, had decided that the other candidates for Student Council had tapped out the baked goods bribery market, which was why she was seated at the table writing a series of very polite notes to the members of the sophomore class and tying blue (which were scary, but school colour-related!) and yellow carnations to each with a pair of blue and yellow ribbons.

Jims was snoozing in a wicker basket nearby, and pot of tea was waiting by the stove. She'd share with anyone who stopped in, but especially if you were a Soph.

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[wasthecuteone]

"Oh, no, I haven't noticed," Petra assured her. "I sleep like a rock. I spent six weeks on a deserted island with a jungle behind me; if I could sleep through that racket I can sleep through anything."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Oh my heavens, what were you doing on a deserted island?" Rilla asked. "Were you shipwrecked?"

She grew up around sailors, it was kind of the natural assumption.

[wasthecuteone]

"Plane crash, actually," Petra said. "I was one of the lucky ones."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla gasped and put her hand over her mouth. "How terrible! And you were there for six weeks?"

[wasthecuteone]

"Mm-hmm," Petra said without looking up, coloring in a 'P' on her poster. Then she glanced up at Rilla and said, "And there was a Corporation secret compound on the other side of the island the entire time. Assholes."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"And they knew you were there?" Rilla looked suitably horrified.

[wasthecuteone]

Petra rolled her eyes. "Like they cared? In the end they tried to kill us so they could start a war and sell a bunch of weapons. Like I said, assholes. But enough about me! Where are you from, Rilla?"

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"Prince Edward Island," Rilla replied promptly, "which is in Canada. And 1914, which seems to be very important to add around here."

[wasthecuteone]

"Whoa," Petra said. "So...shipwreck seemed way more likely, makes sense. Your adjustment to this place must have been twelve times harder than mine."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"It's still ongoing," Rilla admitted. "It's strange to see people in short skirts referring to each other by their first names and kissing everyone so casually."