Room 406, Thursday evening

[soldtoarmenians]

The door's open, but there's a whiteboard propped on a box in the hallway next to it that says,

"Last night in 406 before I move down to the first floor. Wander in if you want, unless you're a vampire. There's foodity. ~Xander (the one without the accent)"

Inside, Xander's desktop is pretty much empty of everything but a selection of snacks and drinks. Xander's side of the room is pretty close to empty, and on the wall where his posters used to be, a multilingual robot doggie is projecting a marathon of The Real World: Springfield.

Xander's bed is shoved up against one wall, pillows thrown around to make it couchlike for sitting thereupon. As you do.

Inside, you'd find Xander, Isabel, and Bridge hanging out. And RIC, of course.

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{OOC - open for visitors and hanging out. Hopefully not 1000+ comments worth, though! WTF, Common Rooms, WTF?}

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It's a good bye Xander on the 4th floor party. He's moving down to the first floor," Isabel explained. "Come join the party."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Peter said. "Oh, fun, Real World. Appointment television for mockage."

"Sorry to see you go, Xander. We'll probably never see you again through the fog of uncoolness that is the second floor."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Exactly. Where else would you see people hit the bottom of the stupidity barrel and then start digging?" Isabel laughed. "I've met your roommate. He's nice."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"He is. I didn't even know I was getting a roommate, but I seem to have lucked out," Peter said.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She nodded, "I know that feeling. God, it seems like it was only yesterday that I first came in here and Xander thought I was a gremlin induced hallucination. But it worked out well. I'll miss him."

"But, happier topic. What workshops are you taking?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"You mean you're not a gremlin-induced hallucination?" Peter asked, aghast.

"I signed up for first aid and computers. One's for fun and one is useful for me. How about you?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Nope, not a hallucination. Unless there's something you're not telling me. Have you eaten anything strange lately?" she asked curiously.

"I'm doing the same, karate and things to do at the beach."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Does 'food that was in my room' count as strange?" Peter asked.

"Karate is a possibility for me in the second round of signups. It might be nice to actually learn how to fight."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It depends, how long was it in your room? And was it the appropriate color? Or did it move on it's own?" Isabel asked.

"If you don't know how to fight, how the hell do you do what you do?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Not too long, possibly, and not after I stabbed it with a fork," Peter answered.

"And... Well, my powers are really good. And after a few fights, you figure out how to throw a good punch, and you just get better as long as you don't die, you know?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well as long as it didn't introduce itself to you and demand voting rights, you're probably okay," Isabel replied with a snicker.

"Okay, remember when you promised me you'd be careful? This is not making me feel better." She pushed back her hair and shook her head. "You get better as long as you don't die. That's profound wisdom."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"There was a crude picket sign, but that doesn't count," Peter said.

"Remember, I've been at this for over a year now. I've gotten pretty good. I routinely make people who get paid a lot of money to kill look like schmucks. Um, that may or may not be comforting, I suppose."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel raised an eyebrow. "No, that is not particularly comforting. I need to go back to my delusions where you save puppies and kittens from trees. And the most dangerous thing you face is the traffic when you help the little old lady across the street."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Little old ladies don't like me much. And it stings when they hit you with their canes," Peter said. "But, really, the important thing is that I've never even come close to death." That was a very big lie. "I'm too good at what I do."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

The mental image of a tiny, blue-haired lady hitting Peter with her cane was enough to make Isabel burst out laughing. "So you let the little old ladies fend for themselves then?"

"Well if you do sign up for karate, no using your powers to beat up on me. Otherwise I'll have to use mine to fling acorns at you or something."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Across the street, yeah. Otherwise they yell 'Mugger!' and start hitting," Peter explained.

"And don't worry, I don't beat up on girls unless they beat up on me first. Which happens more often than you'd think."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Really? Scary supervillan types?" she asked. "Remember, stuff like that doesn't happen in Roswell."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Mercenaries who wear suspiciously little clothing," Peter said. "I don't know what it is about psycho women, but they dress very skanky." He shrugged. "And one of them is a freaking ninja, too."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Our ninja? Who will be teaching a workshop and oh my god how scary is that? Or is there another scary ninja out there in the world?" Isabel asked. "And I'll keep that comment about the clothing in mind if I ever decide to be a supervillian. I'll dress conservatively and hope it helps me stay undercover."

[soldtoarmenians]

"On behalf of my boyfriend and his dog, I protest, yo." Xander threw a cheeto at Peter.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

Peter dodged the Cheeto. "It's not Bridge's fault that he's surrounded by uncool people. I admit this. But, boy, is his floor uncool."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Cally and Anders live there too," Xander pointed out.

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Zero lives there. I'm not saying there aren't a few bright spots down there," Peter said. "Just that overall, not very cool."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander shook his head. "Sadly, I've been corrupted by the hype. Second floor is in fact the cool common room, and I don't even live down there."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"The lack of cool has consumed you. I only hope that we can bring you back to the light somehow," Peter said sympathetically.