Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

[chirpchirpchirp]

Two girls had wandered into the attic this morning, one after the other.

It was also two girls who came storming back out again, bickering and arguing their way down several flights of stairs in loud, angry Scottish accents. Did they even actually know what it was they were arguing about? It was entirely possible they didn't! Did that matter? Not at all.

Also, they thought they were ducks.

"-- And that time you tried to use my own nephew against me! Do you figure that was my fault too?"

They could go on like this for a while, folks.

[OOC: Open!]

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[thishouseishaunted]

"He was your nephew!"

Really, Scrooge. That completely illogical logic was right there.

"All you have to do is admit that I am better than you, and I won't have to have any more schemes!"

That wasn't true at all.

[in_sidon_we_trust]

In his quest to discover something going on around the dorms that day that might be a bit more engaging than heading out to the salle for some training with his weapons, Sidon was surprised to hear what sounded like bickering coming from the second floor common room as he approached. What was even more surprising, he felt, was who the bickering appeared to be coming from once he poked his head through the door and then ventured in with a frown of concern.

"Vette?" he asked. "Mae? Is everything alright?"

[crack_that_whip]

Trevor had really only been looking for more 'free food' when he heard his roommate arguing with someone. His roommate doing a terrible accent. And something about nephews?

"Is this some kind of play or something?"