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Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon
Natalie was spending her Saturday the way she sent most Saturdays: studying. Hey, she hadn't been in any of her workshops this week due to her impromptu trip to Montreal. She had to catch up. Never mind that she'd been keeping up with her independent coursework even while at home, and catching up with taught workshops seemed to be limited to absently thinking that if she was going to miss a lecture on one of the seven deadly sins, lust was probably the right one to skip.
But whatever. She could still use this time on working on her Latin wordforms and reading ahead in Economics. And she could do it while sitting cross-legged on a couch in the common room, too. That was quite enough pretending to be social for her, especially since the previous week was still making her wary of specifically seeking people out.
There were some bags of tea and an empty cup on the counter in the kitchen area, but they seemed abandoned now. Natalie was drinking Pepsi.
[ooc: Open, duh!]
But whatever. She could still use this time on working on her Latin wordforms and reading ahead in Economics. And she could do it while sitting cross-legged on a couch in the common room, too. That was quite enough pretending to be social for her, especially since the previous week was still making her wary of specifically seeking people out.
There were some bags of tea and an empty cup on the counter in the kitchen area, but they seemed abandoned now. Natalie was drinking Pepsi.
[ooc: Open, duh!]
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Ooh! Like Captain America! Or Thor!
... Probably not Thor.
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"Well, I think clubs need a faculty advisor, anyway," Natalie offered. "So that probably won't be too hard to do."
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It was kind of difficult to be sure, since Natalie was sort of the first person that he'd seen with a book on her hands outside of class since he'd arrived on the island.
"Oh! And I'm Evan, by the way!"
Because after the long conversation was totally the appropriate time to finally offer a lady your name, Evan. Sure.
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"Natalie," she said. "Hi. Guess you're kind of new here."
To be fair, though, if he hadn't sounded pretty new, she might've just thought they hadn't met before. She was antisocial enough for that.
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Last week had been a bit of an exception.
... A lot of an exception.
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"Sometimes, but not all the time."
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"Is it always like that? Where it happens and then just goes away and all that's left are memories of it?"
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Physically. She thought that went without saying.
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"Then... I guess here still doesn't seem too bad," he decided, though he was murmuring a bit. "Not if everybody makes it through, in the end."
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That was why the world had heroes, right?
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He'd been raised to be a hero, right? So this was... maybe just another stepping stone on the way there.
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She was managing to be genuinely a little curious. That was rare but still happened!
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Of course it was.
"But then I went to school, and everyone in the school had powers, and most of the students..." Bullied the hell out of him? "... Were kind of difficult to get along with. But we were all there for the same thing, to learn how to use our powers for good in a world that, um, kind of doesn't trust us all that much."
Hates and fears, actually, but that didn't seem to cast a great light on his reality, either.
"The school only gets blown up every few weeks or so?"
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Huh. That hadn't happened in Fandom, at least, and she rather wished it stayed that way.
"Seems kind of inconvenient."
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Yeah, that was a normal thing pretty much nowhere.
"What about where you're from? What's it like there?"
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She still hated that, not that it showed.
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Evan... didn't play many video games. Ever.
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She thought it wise to check.
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One that had still managed to rattle her enough when she'd moved here.
"You're not missing out on much."
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"Most games these days look like they're about either shooting other people, or shooting zombies, or shooting knees," he noted. "I think maybe if there were more games out there with real educational merit, I'd play those."
The 'Who The Heck Was Apocalypse Anyhow??' game would get played until the cartridge wore out. Or disk or whatever games were played on these days.
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"There's an arcade on the island somewhere? Right? I mean, I've never been to one before. But it can't all be Medal of Duty, or... or whatever people are playing these days, right?"
They kind of looked like they were all the same game.
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