fandomhighdorms | Second floor common room- Wednesday evening

Rey was starting to be sorry that she'd started ticking off the days on her wall, because it was already starting to be too much. But she didn't dare stop, so that she could add them to her total when she did get home. She wasn't even considering that she might not, but she was coming to the realization that she might have to be here longer than she wanted. And sure, everyone was nice and no one had tried to steal anything from her yet and there were Jedi here and she was sure the snow would be pretty if she could ever get over being cold, but still. She had to get a job, and then she could get proper clothing, and eat regularly.

For now, she was ducking into the common room to see if there was anything unlabeled in the kitchen that she didn't think anyone would particularly miss. And she might have actually gotten somewhere with that, but then the pizza delivery guy had shown up, dropped off three boxes even when Rey insisted that she didn't order anything and didn't have any money, and then left.

Sooooo, now there was free pizza in the common room. Though Rey was still trying to sneak a piece in case anyone had ordered it. She was hungry, all right?

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Skaar had a good sense of smell. Skaar smelled pizza. Skaar made his way down to the second floor for pizza.

"Hey," he greeted after ducking through the doorway. "Is that all for you, or are you sharing?"

He could just take the pizza. Nobody could stop him. But he was polite, for a Hulk.

Being pretty used to people of different shapes and sizes, Rey could take Skaar's appearance in stride, even if she did wonder what species he was.

"The delivery person insisted on dropping it off. So... I'm not sure it's even mine, but it's there," she admitted.

"His loss. The food is here, nobody else claims it, it's for everyone," Skaar said. "Law of the jungle. It applies here, too."

"I'm not familiar with the law of the jungle," Rey said, taking another bite of her pizza after that. "What else does it apply to?"

"Most things, if you get creative," Skaar said. "Just don't abuse it."

"I promise I won't," Rey said. "What's your name?"

When you have a nose that could put most bloodhounds to shame, the scent of pizza is impossible to ignore. And why would Laura? She had been told of the ridiculous orders that reached the dorms at times.

One look at the situation there and then she was helping herself, taking seat on the sofa, a relatively safe (whatever safe meant) distance from the other kids there. Their safety, really.

"Maybe we should order more," she said a moment later.

"Skaar, Son of Hulk," Skaar said. "I assume you're new here as well?"

"Do you think we would actually need it?" Rey asked, looking over the boxes.

"I am. I'm Rey," she said. "Did you mean to be here?"

"If more people come, probably," Laura said, shrugging as she spoke. She knew she could eat the three boxes by herself if she wanted to, and there might be big appetites lurking around.

"I was convinced to come here. Apparently I need to work on being with people my age," Skaar said. "You didn't?"

"I can't imagine needing more." Then again, she also tended to get very little food per day, so she wasn't even physically equipped for it. "Do you know who would have ordered it?"

"No. Everyone seems surprised to hear that, too. It's not very confidence-inspiring," she admitted.

However, she was definitely getting back.

"If they're surprised that you got here on accident, they can also be surprised when you get out of here on purpose. Anything's possible," Skaar said. He didn't mean it as optimism, just as a statement of fact. His entire life was proof that anything could happen at any time.

"I think I needed to hear that," Rey realized. "Where are you from?"

"Another Earth. But I was born on a distant planet called Sakaar," Skaar said. Figure out where he got his name. "It's not like this planet at all."

"Do you miss it?" Asking for a friend.

"Sakaar was pain, torment, and anger. It was dying when I was born, and then I sealed its destruction by the hand of the Devourer of Worlds as part of a tantrum," Skaar said. "So, no."

Rey stared at him, partly trying to figure out if he was being serious.

"If this is true, your life is much more interesting than mine," she finally said.

"I was born in lava," Skaar said.

His life was dramatic.

"No, I do not", Laura said as she grabbed yet another slice. "I have heard that sometimes this happens though, but whoever orders tends to stay." Apparently that wasn't the case that night.

"If he is here," and she looked at Skaar. "We should assume he could eat that and much more."

"...Oh, is that all," she said dryly. "Seriously?"

"That's probably true," Rey conceded, looking over at him. "Are you new too?"

"My life only gets more dramatic from there with various prophecies, lost twin brothers, and attempted patricide," Skaar said. "It's extremely complicated."

Laura nodded. "Just got her as well." She supposed all the new people were easy to spot, considering the place.

"I do not know what to make of the things I have heard of this place." Other than silently freak out.

"What sort of things? All I know is that apparently there are people here from my world, but not my time?" Where did she even start with that. Seriously.

"Maybe you being sent here wasn't a bad thing," Rey said. "At the very least it should be a good break."

"Things have been fairly normal for a while. Aside from the Dark Avengers almost ending the world. And the mind control on the pocket universe Earth," Skaar said. "But I should learn more if I'm going to be a leader in the prehistoric land I consider home."

He fought dinosaurs daily when he was there.

"The... weird things," Laura said, shifting on her seat. "Changing ages or gender or losing memories for the weekend." It sounded a bit too difficult to believe, but she had heard it from more than one person, and not everyone was as drunk as Frank, so.

Oh, so much staring. She could go days without actually talking to someone; she had no idea what to do with all that.

"That would probably help, yes."

And Rey thought she'd stared at Skaar.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"Yeah," Laura said, avoiding eye contact. "I know. More than one person have, ah, warned me about it. I do not know what to make of it."

"Now neither do I," Rey admitted.

"I am still hoping it is an elaborate prank", Laura said, but she didn't sound too sure of that.

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