Second floor common room, Sunday afternoon/evening

[unusual_sith]

Lana got back from the library and went into the common room to get some tea.

And stopped.

There were a number of pizzas on the tables around the room, still hot, with nobody around them. By the time she'd made her tea and found something to watch on the television (some documentary about spying during World War II), there was still nobody there, so she shrugged and took a piece.

Apparently tonight was a pizza night?


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[white_oleander]

Still suffering from the awful fate of artists block, with a desire to paint something new on her side of the room but no idea of what it should be, Astrid was easily distracted by the scent of pizza coming from down the hall, and figured she should eat something, anyway.

She knew enough to know that, whoever had the pizza, there was likely more than enough to share, but she wasn't exactly expecting to find that much to share, there, either.

"Pizza party?" she guessed.

[unusual_sith]

"Apparently so," Lana said. "It was all just here. It's safe and it's still hot, so help yourself, I suppose."

[white_oleander]

"One of these days," Astrid mused, as she looked over the options and grew just a little bit hungrier by the minute, thinking about how weirdly accustomed they all were with mysteriously appearing food, "someone's going to bring in something that isn't safe and we'll all be screwed."

That thought didn't seem to be stopping her from taking a chance with it now.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Let me guess," Sabine said, looking around, "you ordered one thing and they went completely overboard."

Not that that had ever happened to her.

[unusual_sith]

"I always check it first even if the player forgets to mention it," Lana said. "You never know."

[unusual_sith]

"I didn't order anything," Lana protested. "It was all just...here."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I'd say I'm surprised, but I'm really not at this point," she said, nodding towards the pizza. "Do you mind?"

Because hey, dinner.

[unusual_sith]

"Not at all, please," Lana waved her at it, "help yourself. It's not as though it's even mine except by virtue of finding it first. And it's all safe; I checked."

[white_oleander]

"Smart," Astrid nodded her approval, thoughtfully chewing on the first bite of something mostly loaded with veggies for a moment.

"How was your break?" she then asked. Talking about her own wasn't a thought she particularly relished, but she figured making small talk was a step above just awkwardly eating pizza and contemplating the ease of poisoning some of your peers.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"You know, it never once occurred to me to do that?" Sabine asked, taking a seat where she could easily grab a slice.

[white_oleander]

"And so it would seem," said Astrid, in a somewhat lofty, almost poetic tone, lifting her slice in mock reverence, "the dormitories have graces us with an excess amount of suspiciously appearing food once more."

Congratulations, Fandom; you managed to chalk at least one point up over California in that respect.

She took a bite, then offered her roommate a faint smile. "Hey, Sabine," she said, in the somewhat sheepish tone of someone who, considering they lived together, she hadn't really talked to much since getting back, but, to be fair, she'd been sort of avoiding talking to anyone.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Good. The less money I spend on food, the more I can spend on paint." Priorities! "How're things?"

Because they hadn't talked much.

[white_oleander]

Those were definitely priorities Astrid could appreciate, since she was likely to use them a little herself, so she grinned a little as she shrugged. "Alright, I guess," she said, which was more of an honest answer than she had expected to give, though still not exactly the truth. "Did you have a good break?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Sabine shrugged a little. "Pretty boring, but I got a lot done. How was yours?"

[unusual_sith]

"It was interesting," Lana said. "I went with some others to Prince Sidon's homeworld. It's very different from what I'm used to."

[unusual_sith]

"You learn that lesson fast in the Sith Academy," Lana said. "It's a habit it's best not to grow out of."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

THAT SCHOOL.

"On the plus side, I don't think there's anybody currently in the dorms who'd actually tamper with the food," she said, and frowned. "Maybe. I haven't met a lot of the new kids."

[white_oleander]

"How so?" asked Astrid, more than happy to latch onto having someone else do most of the talking in a conversation, and she grinned, faintly. "Though I'd think anything that produced someone like Sidon would have to be different from most places..."

She didn't know him well, that was true, but it was kind of hard not to at least know Sidon.

[white_oleander]

"Pretty boring," Astrid offered. "But I didn't get hardly anything done. "The contraband Christmas was appreciated, and it even sparked a small debate on whether or not I should have tried to sneak over some snow, too."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

Well, now you had her thinking. "It'd probably get caught by security, but I'm sure there's ways..."

[white_oleander]

"A really good cooler and a lot of dry ice," Astrid suggested. "Though I wouldn't bother. The general consensus was along the lines of, 'screw that; we live in California for a reason.'"

Which was...a little ironic, considering hardly any of them were there at the home because they wanted to be...

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Mostly what I know of it is that it has beaches," Sabine admitted.

[white_oleander]

"Beautiful beaches," Astrid enthused a little with a distant smile. "And lot of them, though I like the ones in Mexico a little better. And it's a big state, so there's a good variety, but where I'm from? I'm pretty sure most native Los Angelens are allergic to snow."

But not Astrid, of course. Her and her fierce Nordic Viking blood.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Snow's not so bad," said Sabine, who was no stranger to it. "Less chance of snow monsters without it..."

[white_oleander]

So, about that whole not having really talked to anyone since she got back thing...

"Are you listing that as a positive or a negative aspect of snow?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Hmm. Snow monsters are a negative, but it at least gave me something to do," she said, after considering it.

[white_oleander]

It was amazing, really, how only two weeks back in the "normal" world (and even that was pretty subjective) could make a person forget that being here was sometimes like feeling you were suddenly on Mars.

Astrid's brows lifted. "What, you mean, like, fighting them? Outrunning them?....Chasing them?"

It took all kinds around here, really, that much she couldn't exactly forget.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Fighting them, and then defeating them through dance," Sabine said.

And sighed, shaking her head.

[white_oleander]

Forget Mars. This was out there on Pluto.

"You know that last part's going to need a little more clarification, right?" Astrid asked, just in case Sabine didn't know. "How does dancing defeat snow monsters?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I'm not actually sure but we were way better at it," she said, confident in that.

[unusual_sith]

"Hopefully not," Lana agreed. "But when I go home, there's no telling, and this island is odd often enough, so I'll keep in the habit."

[unusual_sith]

Lana laughed. "That's true enough. His people are all fairly enthusiastic about things they enjoy, even if that's pestering people." Tula and Tona. "Their home is lovely, too. We also met an avian species and visited their village; it was very colourful."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"...Good point." It sounded like an exhausting way to go about it, but if Lana was fine with it... "You haven't gone back at all yet, have you?"

[unusual_sith]

"Not yet," Lana said. "Darth Vowrawn visited for Parents' Weekend, though, and I have got my holocomm."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Do you want to go back?" she wondered. "Just to visit, or anything?"

[unusual_sith]

Lana thought about it. "Sometimes a little. I'm enjoying it here, though. There's so much to learn."

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"Anything you're looking forward to learning more about?" Sabine asked.

[unusual_sith]

"All of my classes, really," Lana said. "Earth religions, being someone else, the culture one, and...well, I'm interested in diplomacy, but more interested in how a Jedi does diplomacy." Because Anakin was totally typical, right? "I can't believe I'm taking classes from two Jedi. What about you?"

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"I keep ending up in Aphra's class somehow," she said, "and then I have the science classes, arts and crafts, and culture. I've been promised shooting there."

[unusual_sith]

"In Culture?" Lana asked.

[seriesofbaddecisions]

"It should be a nice surprise when we see how he figures out how to work that in," Sabine said.

[unusual_sith]

Lana snorted. "I can't wait."