fandomhighdorms | 6th Floor And Up The Stairs, Thursday Evening

Not everybody had just come home after the strip club last night. Atton figured he could stick around for another round and then see if maybe he could, ahem, talk to somebody.

It had all gotten out of hand from that point on; it would take a fifteen-episode TV series to fully document the series of events that Atton Rand lived through that Wednesday night. The details weren't important anyway - what was important was that Atton now had a lot of jugs of drinks (alcoholic and otherwise) that he couldn't sneak into a fridge (they'd be discovered), he couldn't drink (he'd get alcohol and/or sugar poisoning) and he couldn't sell on or off the island because then the people he'd stolen the drinks from would find him and--

Yeah, you didn't want to know.

So he'd come up with a plan. He'd keep the drinks cool on the booze until he came up with a plan.

After about an hour he figured out why that wouldn't work.

Now he'd dragged about half of it downstairs (before giving up on that), having labeled all the non-alcoholic drinks accordingly (with labels reading 'JUICE' or 'SPARKLY WATER STUFF'. Not non-alcoholic. What, unlike some people, he didn't want detention) and stamped a few post-its reading 'DRINK' on the good stuff.

Then he sent out a couple of texts at random.

It was Fandom. Someone would show up.

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"Yes and yes." Not to emphasize the Chase thing over Nico's hypothetical death, but there were reasons that she would want to be aware of either one. "I mean, don't spoil a punchline from the future for me or anything, but if it might traumatize me, then yeah, I'd want to know."

"Right." And then a long long pause, because how did you say this. "So, where I'm from, you die right after Karolina and her new ... girlfriend thing get back from outer space. I'm sorry, I don't know how you tell somebody ... that."

Yeah, that was... a hard thing to react to.

"O...kay." Well, all righty then. "Uh. Thanks for letting me know."

She crossed her arms over her chest, mostly just for something to do. She died in his world? Even if that version of her did, there were ways around that now that he had warned her, right? Kind of the opposite of a self-fulfilling prophecy? And... maybe her world would just be different. In general. She was here now, right?

"I could have sworn it was going to be something like 'we accidentally pick up another vampire again,'" she added. Because levity was totally appropriate in this situation.

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"No such luck. Based on the vampires here, I'd take one of them way before Xavin." Yep. Tooootally a moment for levity. Vic waved a hand to forestall any questions. "You'll ... see when you meet her."

His eyes darkened in concern. He'd said what he'd had to say, and he was glad to have done it, but -- "Are you gonna be okay with this?"

Gert wrinkled her nose. "Maybe the version here will make it work with that Liara girl."

That was not the main topic at hand, Gert. At all.

"Yeah, I'll live." Oh, oops, that was more punny than she'd meant it to be. Slight surprise at that accidental pun showed on her face for a moment before she shook her head and moved on. "It's not like our worlds are necessarily exactly the same. And even if they were going to be, now you've warned me. So it's not set in stone."

It pretty much was, though, was the thing.

"Was it worth it? Whatever I was doing when I...?"

"Oh, are she and Liara actually --?" Victor had hoped that was the case, but it wasn't like he quizzed either girl on their makeout sessions.

Either way, not the main topic.

"And yeah," he said more softly. "You go out saving Chase. It's actually amazing. But I still hope you don't have to go through it."

"That... sounds like me, I guess," Gert said, though in reality she wasn't willing to think about it hard enough to be completely sure. "But yeah, I'd rather pass on the early death if it's an option. So thanks for the tip. Seriously."

Anyway.

"And I think they are," she said, bouncing right back to the gossip because it was less, well, openly upsetting. "Kar told me so. They went on a date in town a month or so back, and they're both total catches, so I can picture it progressing."

"Anytime," Victor said, hoping he'd done the right thing. He felt like he had. "And if you ever want to know more about -- anything, just ask."

Of Liara and Karolina, he added, "Yeah, I can see them together. They'd be cute."

"Will do," she promised. "But I think I'm good for right now. Chase isn't here and hasn't answered my texts in months--" and congratulations to Victor for being the first person to know about that, which was actually really stressing Gert out, for the record-- "so I don't see myself running to save him from anything anytime soon. I'll get back to you if it looks like that's changing."

Also, she was going to get drunk tonight, so she probably wouldn't wind up remembering any details. But that was totally unrelated.

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