ext_26757 ([identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2006-01-13 04:24 pm
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Welcome Dance - the Gym

The streamers and banners are up. So are a zillion multi-colored helium balloons.

The floor is cleared, and the bandstand is up at the north side of the room, ready for Dusted Bunnies to take their places.

The refreshment table, with the (as yet) unspiked punch is in place. There are chips and stuff as well, Chex mix, a few nachos and some guacamole.


Party on, dudes! And welcome to Fandom High.
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
She shrugs a little. "I didn't even know about it until today," she tells him. "It's not a problem."

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles at her. "Did you have a better day today?"
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Aeryn thinks about it. "I have a Muppet chicken for a roommate. She knitted me a scarf."

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"You have a...what?" John frowns. "Go back to the part about the Muppet chicken. Is this a new roommate?"
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you think the Muppet chicken was one of the old ones?" she asks. She shakes her head. "O'Neill neglected to tell us that Marty was moving in. Honestly, if it hadn't been for the chicken, I might not have noticed."

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"I...don't usually hang out in your room," he says. "It's easy for me to get confused. Marty as your roommate? What do you think about that?"
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Another shrug. "I really don't care either way. I don't hang out in my room."

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Just because he wants to see what she says, he asks, "where do you hang out?"
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Gym," she says, just to tease a little. Then, "Your room..."

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
He snickers a little. "Just checking." He moves a little closer because they are in the shadows and all. "I feed the sea monkeys all by myself this morning."
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
She has to smile at that. "Congratulations."

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I was quite proud of myself, thanks." He grins again. "What'd you get up to today?"
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Driver's Ed class and then the Muppet chicken," she says. "Not really anything groundbreaking."

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
"How'd Driver's Ed go?"
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"The basic controls are easy enough. Though... can weapons be installed, maybe?"

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Weapons on a car?" John shakes his head. "Sorry honey, no weapons on Earth cars."
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Give me time. How was your day?"

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Easy," he says. "Two classes, all in the afternoon. Fed the seamonkeys, got called to the dean's office, took a nap and had lunch with Angel." He tries to slip the dean's office visit in quickly.
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Nice try. The answer's automatic. "What did you do?"

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Do at lunch?" Hey, being oblivious sometimes works. "Gave Angel some dating advice."
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"That's very nice of you. The dean's office?"

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh that." John shuffles his feet. "Left him magnets in a very high tech computer room. I guess magnets don't mix with computers."
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"That's not so bad, if it was an honest mistake," she says, in a tone that says she hopes it was an honest mistake.

Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-01-14 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, that was an honest mistake," he admits. "It was a gift. I...might've gotten a little lax when I was talking to him. I might've come off a little rude? I dunno. He was threatening me with pink spandex."
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Re: Shadowy Corner, near the Bleachers

[personal profile] can_be_more 2006-01-14 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
Aeryn looks at him in horror.