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tigerundercover) wrote in
fandomhighdorms2014-06-23 01:58 pm
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The deck, Monday afternoon
There was little in this world (or her own) that Raven enjoyed more than a proper lazy summer vacation day, and she intended to make full use of the break from workshops. It'd been awhile since she'd taken advantage of the dorm's deck, but she was out in force, this afternoon, sporting a cute little blue strapless suit and a pair of actual, for real sunglasses, sipping iced tea -- she had a whole pitcher, if anyone wanted to share -- and generally enjoying the warm air.
Okay, so it was actually kind of cloudy, today. And Charles had sent her a giant stack of books, which he was fussing about getting her opinion on -- though why he thought she'd want to read Bradbury or Burroughs when there were future books she could be reading, she wasn't sure -- so she was doing a bit less sunbathing than flipping disconsolately through a book about book burning, of all things, but the spirit of it remained the same.
She'd get her revenge. She was already planning the care package, full of dub-step and softcore housewife porn. And maybe some Margaret Atwood, just so he didn't think living in the future was totally rotting her brain.
[dorms needed more posts. Open.]
Okay, so it was actually kind of cloudy, today. And Charles had sent her a giant stack of books, which he was fussing about getting her opinion on -- though why he thought she'd want to read Bradbury or Burroughs when there were future books she could be reading, she wasn't sure -- so she was doing a bit less sunbathing than flipping disconsolately through a book about book burning, of all things, but the spirit of it remained the same.
She'd get her revenge. She was already planning the care package, full of dub-step and softcore housewife porn. And maybe some Margaret Atwood, just so he didn't think living in the future was totally rotting her brain.
[dorms needed more posts. Open.]

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Ichabod blinked, unsure where to look, but doing his best not to stare at the young lady.
"Miss Raven!" he greeted nervously. "I see we have come to the same conclusion as to the best way to spend the day."
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Ichabod's gaze quickly moved to the pitcher. "Y-yes, please," he replied. Judging from Raven's behaviour, her costume was a perfectly normal one here, and so he decided to do his best to act as if he saw nothing strange with it. He pulled a deck chair up next to her, but not too close, and facing the sea.
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He was glad to move to the topic of reading, which could distract from modern fashion.
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She held up her own book, a shiny first edition of Fahrenheit 451. "Last year's best seller -- in my time. My brother is keen for me to keep up with 1950s popular culture."
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"You look like you're enjoying the weather," he said by way of greeting. "Though, I'd probably avoid the books if I were in your shoes but still."
He smiled easily.
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And radio as much as both.
"This one wasn't my pick, though. My brother won't shut up about it until I read it."
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He was just teasing.
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"Hey Raven," he said absently as he sat down and started tinkering. "What's the good word for the day?"
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"Well if I start screaming and running you'll know if you have anything to fucking worry about," Barry said looking up with a smirk.
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She frowned, then looked around. "Are you going swimming?"
Look how she was using her context clues! Good job, Rapunzel!
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Sunbathing did not seem to be a private activity, like regular bathing, but Rapunzel figured she ought to check all the same.
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(She'd already drawn Raven a couple times, when Rapunzel had first arrived, so she really hoped it wasn't weird.)
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