Study Hall, Dec. 12

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Study hall is unlocked, and Dream is in an armchair awaiting students with academic or social needs.

Come. Study. Finals are near, after all.

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[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee leans back. “And what Kara wants, Kara gets,” he says nodding and takes the gumball with a thanks.

“I don’t think you’ve got anything to worry about, Anders, I’ve seen you out there in the court. Takes a lot of eye/hand coordination and you’ve got it.” He takes a moment before saying, “And if you weren’t so keen on pyramid, I’d recommend the Fleet. Pilots need that kind of quick reflexes and agility.”

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Who, me?" Anders snorts. "Been helping Cally with that Viper on the roof. I've seen those cockpits. You'd have to use a crowbar to get me in and out of there every time. Thanks, but nah. Don't think the Fleet's my thing. I like having an offseason." He winks at Lee, tosses a gumball up into the air, and catches it in his mouth. "Take it as a compliment, though."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Well, each profession takes all kinds," he says.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Huh. Yeah, s'pose I could always keep it in mind as an option, huh?" Thoughtfully, Anders leans back in his chair and almost leans too far and falls over backward. He grabs the edge of the table and regains his balance, laughing at himself. "What was that about coordination again?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Ah, we're all heroes in training, right?" Lee snarks back.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders snickers and cracks open one of his Classics books. "Some way or other, yeah, I guess. Just different kinds, huh?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Exactly," and he pauses, eyeing the open book. "I'll let you get back to it then," and he returns to his own studying.