2nd Floor CR, Saturday Night

[life_inshadow]

It was a lazy kind of Saturday night, but Tara had learned to cherish those on the island. She was still thinking about Loki's offer of trying a blood magic spell to teleport. It probably wasn't smart, but at the same time, it wasn't like you tried dark magic once and instantly went evil, right? She was in control.

In an attempt to be social and to quit worrying about magic, she had ordered a pizza -- veggie deluxe, no green peppers -- and had it delivered to her common room. She was going to munch a piece and watch a rerun of Chuck Chip until somebody told her to stop.

[OOC: Open common room, sort-of-method RP.]

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[dressedinblood]

Anna wandered into the common room and, when she saw it was already occupied, said, "Oh, hello," as she drifted over to a chair and took a seat. "How have you been?" At least Tara probably wouldn't offer her pizza...

[life_inshadow]

"Hey, Anna," Tara said, once she'd chewed, swallowed, and blotted her mouth with a napkin. "If I don't count my modeling career last weekend, it's been pretty good. How are you?"

She looked sheepish. "I did -- warn you you might go a little crazy for a few days once in a while, right?"

[dressedinblood]

"I don't think so," Anna said, looking a little alarmed. "Crazy...how?" Anna's version of crazy was not something anyone on the island wanted to encounter. She then looked a bit sheepish as she admitted, "I sort of heard about something happening last weekend, but I didn't notice? I think I...lost track of time." It was easy to do when you were dead, sometimes.

[life_inshadow]

"Oh, um, you ... kind of start thinking you're somebody else," Tara said. "Or sometimes you wake up as a boy, but I don't know how that would work for you."

A pause. "Last weekend I thought I was on a TV show about models. It was embarrassing."

[dressedinblood]

"I don't, either," Anna said, looking thoughtful. There were just so many questions, and it wasn't like she was standard for a ghost anyway.

Then her brow furrowed, and she asked, "They have TV shows about models?"

[life_inshadow]

"What?" Tara asked, because out of all the questions Anna could have asked, she hadn't expected that one. "I, I mean -- yeah. They, um, model and at the end one gets told she's going to be America's Next top Model except you pretty much never hear from them again."

She reached for another slice of pizza, giving Anna a thoughtful look. "Did you have a TV before -- you know?"

It felt a bit rude, reminding a ghost that she had died.

[cant-be-helped.livejournal.com]

Dorothy had come into the common room partially from the smell and partially from the sound. She still was discovering various television programs and wanted to see more. It was just so fascinating how many different things you could see!

She sat down not too far from Tara and gave a little polite wave. "Hello," she said.

[life_inshadow]

"Hi," Tara said, eager to be polite in return. "Want some pizza? It's still warm."

[dressedinblood]

"So it's like a beauty contest?" Anna asked, trying to wrap her head around it.

She shook her head. "No, just a radio," she said. "We didn't have a lot of money, and my mother was...old-fashioned. In a lot of ways." More than Anna had known, actually.

[dressedinblood]

"Hello," Anna said to Dorothy. "How are you?"

[cant-be-helped.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I've already eaten," Dorothy said, but she quickly realized it was something she'd never had. "Though I'd certainly like to try it. Maybe a small... slice?" It looked like it was cut like a pie, after all. "May I ask what it is?"

[godgavemecable.livejournal.com]

Coincidentally enough, it was hunger that initially drew Toby out of his own room. The fifth floor common room was sadly lacking in edible options, so he had to venture a little further afield.

"Oh, hey," he greeted Tara with a smile. "What's on?" He at least had the sense to actually make friendly conversation before trying to mooch food.

[cant-be-helped.livejournal.com]

"Oh, Anna, hello," Dorothy said, smiling at the familiar face. "I'm actually quite well. I only just got Toto to settle down and take a nap. He's not too fond of being inside so much, but I think he's learning to like it more."

She realized she'd not shared an important fact that helped those statements make sense. "Toto is my dog," she added, quickly.

[dressedinblood]

"Oh," Anna said, "I didn't realize students could have pets here." She'd have to steer clear of any cats, she supposed. "I can see how he wouldn't enjoy spending so much time cooped up in a dorm, though." She totally understood, actually.

[inaskinnyway.livejournal.com]

Susan always felt a bit silly coming into common rooms. She wasn't particularly social and she was perfectly fine with that.

However, a person could only test doorknobs for so long, and so Susan was leaving her room finally. Through the door. By opening it.

While she went towards the kitchen for some tea- which was still wrong but it would do- she tilted her head curiously at the television. "This is one of those show things?"

[life_inshadow]

"Pretty much, yeah," Tara agreed. "They even put them in swimsuits at least once a season."

She nodded at Anna's explanation. "My family wasn't incredibly rich, either. But, uh ... we had a TV. Just not good cable."

[life_inshadow]

"Pizza," Tara said. "It's ... like bread with tomato sauce, cheese, and other stuff on it. This one has vegetables."

She tucked her hair back. "They don't ... have it where you're from?"

[dressedinblood]

You knew what was coming, didn't you, Tara? "What's cable? I'm thinking of the telegraph, but that can't be right."

[life_inshadow]

"Hi! It's that show about the guy who gets the computer shoved in his head and turns into super-spy," Tara said, then glanced to Anna. "But we can find the model one instead if you guys want?"

[life_inshadow]

"Yeah," Tara said, unconsciously sitting up a little straighter. "It's about a nerd who turns into a spy. Kind of silly, but I like it."

She smiled. "Want some pizza?"

[dressedinblood]

"I was hoping someone else could tell me," Anna said. Her knowledge of modern television, or television at all, was still not very robust.

[life_inshadow]

Tara should have anticipated that, yes. "It's ... what people have now instead of antennas, to get different channels," she said, and scrunched up her face. "E-except some people have satellites instead."

Tara, you aren't helping.

[inaskinnyway.livejournal.com]

In that instant, Susan decided she couldn't imagine herself eating pizza the way others did. It just somehow seemed wrong.

"No, thank you," she said politely. "'Nerd'?"

[cant-be-helped.livejournal.com]

"I'm from 1903," Dorothy said, looking apologetic about that fact. "And from a farm in Kansas, so we weren't exactly too fancy about what we ate. This sure looks great, though. Thank you for sharing it."

She got up to take a small slice, but then stopped.

"Am I supposed to just take it with my fingers?"

[cant-be-helped.livejournal.com]

"It's a big change from the farm," Dorothy said. "Loki has a pet of his own, actually. We've almost got the start of a small petting zoo."

She smiled at her own little joke.