The Club Fair, Gym, Friday Afternoon

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Though he'd heard about something like it being in the works, the club fair wasn't what Simon had been looking for.

Regardless, it was what he found, just as it was being set up. He almost left straight away, to avoid being in anyone's way, but then his curiosity won out. So, he decided to stay and take a look at the club schedule.

Couldn't hurt, could it?

[ooc: Wait for the OCD! OCD achieved, have at!]

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"Yeah, yeah," Sam said, nodding at the seat nearby. "Nothing for today yet. I'm not sure if I'm gonna get there either. Me and clubs don't really mesh. I get bored easily."

That was probably a personal problem. "Besides that, it's been classes and occasionally going crazy and thinking I'm someone else."

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"You, too, huh?" Marshall asked, suddenly wondering whether or not Sam listened to radio. All at once, Marshall wished he had listened to the past weekend's reports, just so he knew what Sam might have heard about him. "Yeah, that was... a weird weekend."

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"Weird's an understatement," Sam said, eyes widening for a second before he shook his head.

Sam had managed to listen to one day of broadcasts before he'd gotten caught up in everything else and then been too embarrassed to hear about his own exploits.

"How'd the weekend weirdness treat you?" he asked when he'd shaken off his own memories of that weekend. "You kill anyone?"

That had been going around, apparently.

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"What? No!" Marshall insisted. And he hadn't! "Why, did you?"

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"No," he said, chuckling at that reaction. "No, I was apparently in witness relocation because I had to testify against a gang of criminals in the trial of the century."

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Marshall blinked. "That sounds... fun. They sent you to a high school for witness protection?"

Admittedly, half of Marshall's reaction was, 'Ask Sam about his weekend and keep him distracted and thus not asking about yours.' The other half was honest indignation, however.

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"I guess," he said and chuckled about it. "I thought it was a safe house and there were marshals around to guard me. Guess I was way, way wrong. There were no marshals and the house wasn't safe at all what with people killing each other all weekend."

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"Yeah, my weekend was much simpler," Marshall said, unable to keep himself from thinking about his... encounter... with Percy.

In his head, Percy was suddenly replaced by Sam, and Marshall blinked as the mental images sent a frisson of excitement down his spine. "Uh, I should. I should go," he said, suddenly nervous. "Sign up for clubs, and... stuff..."

Since when did he have a crush on Sam? Was this a remnant of the weekend?

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"...yeah, all right," Sam said, wondering what had spooked Marshall into heading off so quickly. "You go have fun signing up for clubs and stuff, man. Maybe I'll see if I can't get motivated to sign up for something myself."

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"If not, I think there's an Apathy Club," Marshall suggested. "Sorry, it's just that I just remembered I've got this thing I need to do today, so I should get signed up and go do it, and-- yeah. I'll catch you later!"

Marshall gave Sam a smile -- a little weak, but genuine -- before heading off. Time, he reflected, to do some heavy thinking.