Flamingo A4, Lateish Monday Morning

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander entered through the wood-side door, two bags over his shoulder and Jeremiah's tank in his opposite hand. Looking around for roomies and/or empty spaces, he saw plenty of the second, but only one sign of the first, so far, just inside the door.

"Hey, Cal. You good with me as a neighbor?" He pointed to the opposite space. "Or are we looking at guys' side and girls' side?"

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[soldtoarmenians]

Of the many things Xander could've said about the guy she'd been most recently bunking with, he said none, because a) he actually was a nice guy sometimes and not that he cared about their shared ex-bunkmate's feelings but he didn't particularly feel like stepping on hers, and b) sharpening a dagger.

Instead he said, "Cool," and dropped his bags on the bed in the alcove opposite hers, then placed Jeremiah's tank on the chest of drawers beside it. "Not that I'm thinking direct access to the door on the leafy side of the building might be primo real estate or anything..."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto smirked. "Even though as it's much more discreet than the other side."

[soldtoarmenians]

"But I, of course, have no need for discretion, as I am a forthright and honest citizen who is dating a future cop." Xander nodded, grinning.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto snickered and lay back on her bed. "Don't you mean corrupting a future cop?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"What is this with the corrupting?" Xander unzipped one of his bags and pulled out an alarm clock, followed by the laptop, because there might not be wireless, but that didn't exactly make it or the several seasons of various downloaded things on it useless. Plus, in theory, lesson plans, if such didn't actually consist of several pages of hand-drawn circular doodles. "What horrible things am I supposed to be doing to his innocent, unsmirchy mind?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Well, Bridge is just so wee and innocent, you must be the one doing the corrupting."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander considered this for a second. "Well, wee, yes. But don't forget he's the guy that brings the Liquid Black Space Evil to parties. I just bring twinkies."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto laughed. "So he's the one taking advantage of your pure, virginal state?"

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander raised both eyebrows, then stuck his tongue out. "He could be. You don't know."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto raised an eyebrow in return. "Is that an invitation to find out?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"...how on earth would you do that if it was?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto thought about it. "Borrow the pirate's shrub?"

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander snorted. "Trust me, any corrupting of anybody's anything will not be happening within reception range of anything that even looks like a shrub or or related plantlike object."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"No plants?" Callisto rubbed her chin. "Xander, in case you hadn't noticed, we're kinda in the woods."

[soldtoarmenians]

"...well...yes." Xander frowned. "Though in theory we won't always be in the woods. Still..."

He shoved his bags out of the way and dropped down on his bed. "Hrrm. Maybe Bridge can build a shrub-detector?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto snickered. "Well he did promise to make me something cool for my birthday."

[soldtoarmenians]

"Hey, our shrub-detector - get your own!" Xander grinned. "Though okay, maybe it could be yours if you agreed to share it with the rest of the seniors. We could, like, sign it out or something."