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Deck, Wednesday Morning

The truth was, it wasn't the best day to be outside; the sky was gray and looked like rain. But even after most of a year outside the Circle, Anders still sometimes got an itch to be in the fresh air just to prove that he could, that no one was going to stop him from doing whatever hit his fancy.

He took his tea and a nice fat novel with lots of fighting bits in it to the dorm deck and settled in. It wasn't the most exciting start to the day, but he wasn't really looking for excitement.

[OOC: Open like a deck!]

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Nathan snickered quietly. "I never froze out there when it was cold. That's what blankets are for. I only once woke up with icicles in my hair."

Only once!

"Only once?" Anders grinned in return. "What, did you start wearing a hat to bed after that?"

"I did," he said, nodding. "One of those knit caps that you pull down over your head. And then I just slept underneath the blankets. I still miss my sheepskins though. They were so much warmer."

"I'd get you some if I knew where to find them here," Anders mused. "It shouldn't be that hard. They still have sheep."

"It's okay," Nathan told him, shaking his head. "If I ever get back home, I might be able to find a few. Bigger cities don't tend to sell them in stores, I've noticed. I've managed to use the internet to look."

Anders was nodding along until Nathan mentioned the internet, when he glanced off to the side.

"Have you been using the phone lately, too?"

He still held a faint hope the message Kathy had played for him somehow either wasn't from Nathan, or hadn't been intended for him. Not that he minded Nathan knowing he wanted to sleep with him, but a voicemail intended for someone else had not been exactly how he wanted to get the message across.

"A little," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "Only because messages ended up on the phone last week. It took me hours to figure out how to get to them."

And his head had hurt the whole time.

Anders' ears went pink. "The phones were all screwed up. Kathy played me a message that sounded like you were talking to me," he explained. "It, er. Didn't sound like whatever you thought I said had been my finest moment."

And now his head hurt.

"I did get a message from you that sounded a little odd," he shared, nodding. "I mean, I kind of already knew though. What you said in the message, I kind of already knew. I was just surprised to get it in a message."

Anders thought about it for a moment and then groaned as he realized what Nathan had likely heard. "The one where I said I was interested in sex?" he guessed. "It's a long story. I got one from Elsa where she sounded angry that I wasn't, and for some reason calling her to tell her I was -- in general, I mean, not with her -- seemed helpful."

He couldn't quite recollect his reasoning on that one, but it had been a confusing day.

"And I already knew what you said, too," he added, thoughtfully. "The real surprise was hearing it in a message."

"Which one did you get from me?" he asked, curious. "I have no idea where anything I sent ended up if I'm honest."

"I didn't get anything straight from you," Anders clarified. "Kathy let me hear the one about your priority list. If it makes you feel better, she accidentally left me one about standing naked in doorways. I also had Cassandra accusing me of flirting and someone whose voice I didn't recognize talking about 'bumping uglies.'"

He shook his head. "I'm no expert on technology, but you'd think they'd have the message ... thing working better than this."

"Oh."

Nathan was glad for his skin tone because it his his blushing a bit better. It was still there and he cleared his throat a bit, rubbing the back of his neck as he did.

"Kathy yelled at me. About how she wouldn't ask me for help if she was arrested or something."

"She went barmy," Anders decided, almost cheerfully. There was a level of insanity at which one had to choose cheerfulness or else back away slowly. "Poor girl, she got driven mad by other people's phone messages. Hopefully she'll never end up in jail with only you to help her."

"Did she get a lot of bad ones?" he asked, frowning. "Or just a lot period?"

"A lot period, it sounded like," Anders said. "And a lot of them were, er ... she thought people were calling her a tramp. She didn't take it well."

Nathan winced. "I'll have to apologize to her if mine sounded like that. It wasn't my intent at all."

"I think she knows that now," Anders reassured him. "She just got caught up in it when it was happening and I guess her fears took over."

[ooc: sorry for vanishing. Dentist.]

"Good," he said, nodding. "I got one from Edward about sex and a table so hers wasn't even the strangest thing to come across my phone."

[No worries!]

Anders cracked up. "Will you be heartbroken if I say that one probably wasn't for you either?"

"I hope it wasn't for me!" Nathan said, shaking his head. "I don't think Edward's really into me that way. He probably meant that for some girl."

"Probably," Anders agreed. "I laughed because he got terribly confused when I mentioned having been with Karl, so if he's asking boys for table sex now he's come a long way."

"That's not something that happens where he's from?" Nathan asked, frowning. "Strange."

"Not according to him," Anders shrugged. "Maybe he just didn't meet the right people."

"Huh." Nathan scratched his chin. "I don't think he's ever really talked about that sort of thing with me. I guess he just ignores it."

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