Simon Spier (
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fandomhighdorms2018-09-03 12:31 pm
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Fourth Floor Common Room, Monday Afternoon
"Yes, Mom, I promise that I'm eating breakfast. Most important meal of the day, I know." Simon propped his phone against his shoulder and shifted his pizza boxes to one hand, leaving his other free to open the common room door. "And lunch, and supper. The food's actually pretty okay, and there's a bunch of places in town, too."
... Not that Simon had explored much yet, but he forgave himself for taking a week of mostly only leaving the room for classes while processing the fact that the island was... what it was. He still didn't have answers, but he was pretty sure he could face the weirdness at this point.
"I'm totally making friends! My roommate's awesome. Tip's really had some great advice for getting my feet under me here. And the school assigns 'big siblings', too, to show us the ropes."
He dropped the pizzas onto the coffee table and flopped onto the couch, reaching for the TV remote. "Love you, too, Mom. Look, I've gotta run, okay? I promise, I'll call again later this week. Uh huh, uh huh. Tell Dad and Nora I love them. Bye, Mom." ... "... Bye, Mom." ... ... "... BYE, MOM."
Simon chuckled to himself as he ended the call and slid his phone into his pocket before lifting the lid of the first box of pizza and grabbing a slice.
There was plenty for everyone, because Simon figured: what better way to make friends than with food?
... Not that Simon had explored much yet, but he forgave himself for taking a week of mostly only leaving the room for classes while processing the fact that the island was... what it was. He still didn't have answers, but he was pretty sure he could face the weirdness at this point.
"I'm totally making friends! My roommate's awesome. Tip's really had some great advice for getting my feet under me here. And the school assigns 'big siblings', too, to show us the ropes."
He dropped the pizzas onto the coffee table and flopped onto the couch, reaching for the TV remote. "Love you, too, Mom. Look, I've gotta run, okay? I promise, I'll call again later this week. Uh huh, uh huh. Tell Dad and Nora I love them. Bye, Mom." ... "... Bye, Mom." ... ... "... BYE, MOM."
Simon chuckled to himself as he ended the call and slid his phone into his pocket before lifting the lid of the first box of pizza and grabbing a slice.
There was plenty for everyone, because Simon figured: what better way to make friends than with food?

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"Drive it?"
She paused a moment, and then relented and added, "I think Nina wanted us to just take it to the school anyway. I was kind of just going with the flow. As far as I knew, I was having some kind of horrible bad-ait-in-the-crypt hallucination at the time."
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Mostly she was imagining Kanan on the bus.
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It was great!
"Everything about it was weird," Vette confirmed. "Showing up there, almost stealing the bus. Realizing the bus has wheels. The cranky guy driving it. Showing up at the picnic and being handed all the information I'm going to need except for a way to read all the information... It was like a bad fever dream. At this point mostly I'd just be happy if I could get in touch with the gang back on Nar Shaddaa to tell them I'm fine."
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"See how what does what now."
So many people were going to get a piece of Vette's mind for not telling her about portals.
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Deep breath. Exhale. Vette was going to take a sip of her Coke.
"... Sooooo where in town might this office be, exactly?"
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Not that she wasn't still considering it.
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She grumbled into her can of Coke.
"Would've been nice of someone to check."
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...Yeah.
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"Well, I know now," she agreed. "... I wonder if you can hijack portals, too."
Look, she'd come from raiding ancient tombs and bypassing security in the homes of rich sleemos who stole Twi'lek artifacts. Earth tech was so boring by comparison.
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Or, maybe that was why Sabine had gotten bounced around so much to begin with.
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Vette, it was this attitude that got you thrown into jail on the regular.
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She was going to have to look this up now.
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She was also going to have to look this up now.
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Because that could be murder, Vette.
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Vette shrugged and returned to her pizza.
"Everyone here's been pretty pleasant anyway. A little weird if it's their first time seeing a Twi'lek, and let me tell you that's annoying. But probably not 'scramble their atoms' annoying."
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