http://faithandscience.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2012-09-23 06:45 pm
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Roof, Sunday Evening

William wasn't typically given to brooding, but having a physical representation of one's soul manifest was... certainly sobering. To say the least. Yesterday he'd spent the majority of his time by himself (or, well, as by himself as was possible, all things considered), but today he'd felt the need to get out for a bit.

He wasn't quite in the mood for television in a common room, though, so he was up on the roof, Merak the gibbon scampering about the edge, and him not trying to think of the possibility of her falling off it.

[ooc: roof and post open!]
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
So Anna had a raven manifestation of her soul now, which was...odd. She kept watching it closely, waiting for it to turn into some sort of horrible Anna Dressed in Blood version of a raven, but it didn't seem like it was planning on doing that.

It made something in her chest remember hurting, thinking about how much different things might have been in her house if she hadn't been alone, if she'd had a piece of herself to help her be sane. Which was why she wound up on the roof, even if she insisted it was so the bird, Tuomo, could stretch his wings. "You're not fooling me, you know," the raven said as they walked through the door (not doorway) onto the roof.

"Hush," Anna told him.

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Merak was the one to notice them first, going over to William and nudging him in the side.

"Oh!" he looked up, offering Anna and the raven a smile. "I'm sorry. I didn't hear you arrive."
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry," Anna said. "I'm afraid I move very quietly."

"Very quietly," the raven on her shoulder agreed soberly, nodding its head.

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"It's quite all right," William assured her. "I'm afraid I don't recall your name, however," he admitted. He'd seen her around, so knew she wasn't one of the newer students, but their paths had never truly crossed.
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm Anna," Anna said. "And this is Tuomo. I'm not very social, I guess."

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
"William." A poke from Merak. "And Merak," he added, after a beat. "I'm not usually one for the common rooms myself, really." Hence why he was here instead of watching television downstairs somewhere.
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Television confuses me most of the time," Anna admitted. "I like it up here, though."

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"The actual concept behind it is fascinating," William had to admit. "But much of the programming leaves something to be desired. The skies, though- I haven't been able to see the stars like this since I was a boy."
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh?" Anna asked. She had noticed, during her brief freedom in Thunder Bay, that the skies did seem different from when she was alive, but she hadn't had much time to dwell on it, with everything going on. And then she'd been here. "Where are you from?"

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Montreal, in Canada," William explained. "Most recently, in any case." It had never really been home, but then, he didn't exactly have fond memories of Sambro either.
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm from Canada, too!" Anna exclaimed. "Thunder Bay, in Ontario?" Okay, the town hadn't been Thunder Bay when she was alive, which meant it hadn't been Thunder Bay when William was from, either, but she didn't know that. And it wasn't like they'd changed the name of the bay itself. "There sure are a lot of us here, for a boarding school in the States."

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Fort William," Will said thoughtfully, lips quirking up in a smile at the coincidence. Because, yes, of course he'd studied modern maps and compared them to ones from his time. Of course he had. "It's nice, sometimes," he had to admit. "That little bit of familiarity, even though so many of us are from different times."
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
William was more organized in adjusting to a new century than Anna, but then, most people were. "Used to be," she agreed, sounding a little wistful. "We should spend more time together. Us Canadians, I mean. We're outnumbered and all..."

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
"They broadcast hockey games on the television!" William said. Someone did not pay overmuch attention to sports-related news, no.
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[personal profile] dressedinblood 2012-09-24 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, dear," Tuomo the raven murmured.

"I'm afraid the season has been delayed," Anna said gently. "Because of...I don't really understand it. The owners of the teams don't like the players' contracts or something?" She was sure that couldn't really be it. That made no sense.

[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com 2012-09-24 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"You cannot be serious?" William frowned at her. "You are, aren't you? This- this is precisely why professional sports are such a patently ridiculous notion to begin with."
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