Second Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

A trip in to town to see about exchanging money had led to the discovery of a post office. Remembering his discussion with Stacey yesterday, he'd decided on a whim to check it out, and had been assured that, yes, despite the time difference, any letters he wrote would reach home. After all the strangeness at the welcome picnic, he'd been inclined to believe it.

And so he was in the common room, writing a half-dozen dispatches to various people back home to assure them that he was, in fact, alive and well. Just not where he'd expected to be. Once he finished those letters, he figured he could check out the television, since his previous experience with the device had been rather brief.

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[walkswithcoyote]

Mercy was wandering around the dorms when she came across someone in a common room. A new someone if her senses were anything to go by. She poked her head in with a smile.

"Hey. How are you settling in to the island?"

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

Ulrik looked up from the letter he was trying to compose for Baldur and offered Mercy a smile in return.

"Well, my roommate didn't smother me in my sleep, so I've learned that I apparently do not snore after all," he shared.

[walkswithcoyote]

She laughed. "I guess that's a good thing. I would never have thought of my life being at risk if I snored."

[dressedinblood]

Anna peeked into the common room and saw what looked like someone writing, and moved soundlessly the rest of the way into the room, saying, "I hope I'm not disturbing you?" Although if she was, you had a desk in your room, Ulrik, so she would judge you.

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

Startled, yes (as evidenced by the ink smudge from where his hand had twitched in surprise at the sudden question), but disturbed, no.

"Not at all," he assured her, after a moment. "If I weren't open to interruptions I would've headed for the library. Or stayed in my room."

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"Apparently it was a sticking-point for him, so I'm glad it turned out not to be an issue," Ulrik said.

[dressedinblood]

Anna gave him a small smile and said, "I'm not sure the library is always the quietest place around, either. The roof might be a better bet." She didn't think about weather. It wasn't really a concern for her.

[walkswithcoyote]

"Billy hasn't complained yet, so either I don't snore or it's not a big deal for him," Mercy said with a grin. "Who's your roommate?"

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"Ah, but here there's much less chance of some errant breeze making off with my papers, or raindrops smudging the ink," Ulrik pointed out.

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"Sparkle," Ulrik shared. "Who does not snore either, for the record."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"I don't suppose I've left a silver spoon in here?" Rilla asked, poking her head into the room while Jims sniffled against her shoulder. "He's refusing to eat from anything else tonight."

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

Ulrik had to resist the urge to make some sort of pithy remark regarding a certain idiom and his own status in life, because, well... how would this young woman he'd never even met know such a thing?

"I'm sorry to say I haven't seen one," he said instead. "But then, I haven't looked at all in the food preparation area."

[walkswithcoyote]

"Sparkle," Mercy said slowly. "Who is a he?"

She shook her head. "Interesting name."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

Rilla nodded. "Would you mind making sure he doesn't try to suffocate himself with a pillow while I look?" she asked, plopping Jims down on the floor.

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

Ulrik nodded in confirmation. "I thought so as well. I'm not sure whether it's his given name or one he chose for himself, but I suppose that doesn't really matter." He rolled his eyes. "A unique name is certainly better than sharing one with two brothers, at least."

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"I haven't much experience with babies," (all ten of his younger siblings had never spent all that much time in his company as infants) he informed her, in the interests of full disclosure, "but I'm certain I can manage for a few minutes."

[dressedinblood]

"Yes, that's true," Anna agreed as she chose a seat and took it. "Are you one of the new students?"

[walkswithcoyote]

"Is that what you do?" Mercy asked. "Share a name with your brothers? I don't think I'd like that either."

[rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com]

"You'll be fine," Rilla assured him, bustling into the kitchen area and rummaging through the drawers. "I'm Miss Blythe, and that's Jims."

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"Half-brothers, to be entirely accurate," Ulrik said. "And I am the eldest and the only legitimate son of my father to bear the name, at least." He blinked, suddenly realizing he hadn't actually shared said name with Mercy. "That name being Ulrik."

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"I am, yes," Ulrik nodded. "My name is Ulrik. What gave it away?"

[nomelancholy.livejournal.com]

"Miss Blythe," Ulrik echoed, watching as Jims gnawed on the corner of a blanket. "You prefer to be addressed by your surname?"

THAT'S RIGHT I BABYMODDED.

[dressedinblood]

Anna shrugged. "I just haven't seen you around before." Not that that was a guarantee, as Anna wasn't exactly a social butterfly, but, "It's a small school. Even if you don't know people you do see them around."

[life_inshadow]

Tara had skipped the picnic -- it didn't seem like it was really for graduates -- but she hadn't left the dorms, and her tea was still in the second floor kitchen. So here she was, preparing a snack and aiming an absent smile at the new guy.

"Hi," she said. "Are you ... settling in okay?"

[life_inshadow]

Tara aimed a quick wave at Anna. "Hi," she said. "How does it feel to not be one of the new girls, anymore?"