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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[multiplez]

Z, possibly not the exact same Z who went to the fourth floor common room, peered into the room. She didn't know if Bridge lived here or not, but she remembered the rule from the SPD Handbook and waited to be noticed and/or invited in.

She still has Oreos.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Z!" Bridge waves, catching sight of her.

[multiplez]

"Hi, Bridge," Z said with a little wave. "I brought cookies." Bribery, she's found, tends to work up to a point.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, if you have *cookies*..." Bridge grins. "Come on in. We're watching, um, reality TV?" he says with a shrug. "I'm not sure I get it."

[multiplez]

"Reality TV? Why would you want TV to be real?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"See, that's what I said!"

[multiplez]

"I don't watch a lot of TV, but I thought the whole point was that it was fake." Z came into the room and offered him her pack of cookies. Ah, friendship offerings.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hi new person!" Isabel waved.

[multiplez]

"Hi, there. I'm Z."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Isabel Evans, nice to meet you." She looked back and forth between Z's uniform and Bridge's. "Is there a new dress code?"

[multiplez]

"Oh, right, Angela mentioned you. No, we're just both cadets." Z tugged kind of nervously at her uniform jacket. She's still not used to it.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"She did? Something good I hope," she said. "Good, I don't think I could handle a uniform all the time. It's just not me."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Hi, Z!" Xander waved as well. "I see you brought the food toll. This is good. You will fit in well here, young one."

[multiplez]

"I'm a quick learner," Z assured him. She offered him the pack of cookies. "Oreo?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"You do learn fast. Chocolate gets you the seat with the good pillows."

[multiplez]

"Ooh. I'm even smarter than I thought!"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto nodded. "Hey, newbie."

[multiplez]

"Hi...oldbie?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Callisto."

[multiplez]

"Z."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"You're new. Who are you?" Alanna? Not even trying for manners anymore.

[multiplez]

Z is getting kind of tired of introducing herself, but she appreciates Alanna's bluntness. "I'm Z. And you?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Alanna. The furball's Faithful. He talks. I just figured I should warn you before he insults you." "I don't insult people who don't deserve it!" "That's argueable."

[multiplez]

Z stared at the cat. "Your cat...talks. Wow."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Yes he does. And he has an opinion about everything." "Of course I do!" "You'll see weirder things here."