fourth floor common room: sunday afternoon

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One reason that Nathan was glad to be back in the dorms was that the walk back from the preserve was a lot shorter. He didn't have to take a ferry and it meant he had more time to do things like flopping down in the common room to eat a late breakfast and work with his newly received tablet. The reading wasn't going very well but he'd gotten pretty good with using the apps that played movies and television shows. He couldn't really pick a favorite but the cooking shows he found were pretty fascinating.

The common room television was off but Nathan's tablet was on while he watched an older woman bustle around her kitchen while she talked about what she was making today. Every so often he took a bite of the omelette he'd made himself but most of his attention was on the show and trying to remember the various ingredients and instructions so he could maybe give the meal a try later.

He had a brief thought of what Celia or Arran or Jessica or his grandmother would think of right now, using technology and not worrying about if people saw his tattoos or his scars. Jessica would try to kill him considering she was a Hunter. Celia would probably be impressed but she'd keep that to herself. Arran would want to play with the tablet and his grandmother would...well, he wasn't sure.

Nathan sighed and put them out of his mind. He couldn't think of them now. They were gone and he was here.

[Open common room]

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[doesnotkneel]

"Seems like the best gamble, if you want to earn money while on the island," Edward pointed out. "Still, who's to say you should stay here at all?"

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

There was the whole thing where he couldn't seem to get back to his home that was keeping him here. He rubbed his hand against his pants.

"You planning on staying?" Nathan asked, keeping his own conflict about that to himself for now.

[doesnotkneel]

"Yeah," Edward said, after a moment. "Not like people are linin' up to give me an education. I should probably talk to my parents, though."

Who might be upset about him vanishing for three months.

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"You haven't?" Nathan asked, raising his eyebrows. "Are you not able to or just haven't wanted to?"

[doesnotkneel]

"They'll be upset," Edward said lightly. "Seemed like borrowing trouble..."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Won't they be relieved to hear from you, though?" Nathan wondered. "They might be thinking the worst right now."

[doesnotkneel]

"They would be," Edward agreed, shrugging somewhat uncomfortably. "I'll get back to them soon enough, no worries."

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Will they be mad that you left?" Nathan asked, wondering if that was why Edward hadn't called them already.

[doesnotkneel]

"Like I said," Edward said delicately, "They need more hands."

Except Edward didn't want to be a set of hands for the rest of his life.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Right." Nathan nodded. "Could...well, I was going to say write them letter but that probably won't work."

[doesnotkneel]

"I'll find some opportunity to stop by," Edward said. Vaguely, yes. "I'm sure of it."

He'd get yelled at, and then some.

[halfbad.livejournal.com]

"Hope everything goes okay," he said sincerely. "I'm sure it will but you never know and all."