Minotaur A-4, Early Friday Evening

May. 11th, 2007 07:14 pm
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Door, glad for the week of relaxation after so much activity at the end of the term, spent the morning lazing about. She only realized once she started going through her things deciding what to pack, how much she's accumulated for someone who arrived in Fandom with just the clothes on her back. Thus, she doesn't make it down to the cabins until the evening.

What looks to the naked eye like a pigeon flutters over her shoulder as she walks in and drops her bags on the nearest unoccupied unless I missed a post in which case happy to pick a new cubby lalala bed.

It almost seems a shame after all that work to start un-packing her things. Still, it also seems like the proper way to start a new adventure, so that's what she's doing.
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[OOC: Open for cabinmates! I know, I know, contain your shock.]
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Date: 2007-05-12 01:40 am (UTC)
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"She's -- it's-- a robot?" Charlie boggled. So far there've been ghosts, and talking frogs, and now this cute little bird whose chest spits out candy. "That is... way too cool."

Date: 2007-05-12 02:13 am (UTC)
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"My friend Bridge made her for me, when I asked if he could help me with something to carry messages home." Door grins. "She's not a very complex robot; that and pretend to be a pigeon is pretty much all she does. But that's all I need her to do, so it works out."

She offers Charlie the Tootsie Roll. "I'm Door, by the way."

Date: 2007-05-12 02:16 am (UTC)
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"Thanks. Nice to meet you. So, she's a homing pigeon." Charlie grinned, tickled by the idea, as she unwrapped the candy. "Bridge? He just makes stuff like that? This really *is* a school for gifted kids, isn't it?"

Which just makes her wonder if the people who accepted her know certain things about her.

Date: 2007-05-12 02:34 am (UTC)
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"Gifted?" Door considers this, then nods. "I suppose most people I've met here are, some way or another."

Date: 2007-05-12 02:38 am (UTC)
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"Hunh." Charlie chewed on the candy, thinking hard, then cautiously asked, "Are you gifted too? If that's not a rude question. Are we allowed to ask?"

Date: 2007-05-12 03:01 am (UTC)
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Door shrugs. "You're allowed to ask me, anyhow." Of course, it's a bit hard to demonstrate the ability to unlock doors in a building whose rooms don't have any. "I open things. Doors, locks." She grins and points to Chimney. "Pigeons."

Date: 2007-05-12 03:05 am (UTC)
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Charlie grinned back. "So, you're the world's best burglar ever?"

Date: 2007-05-12 03:16 am (UTC)
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"I s'pose I could be," Door agrees. "But I'm not so into the stealing part. Unless I have to."

Date: 2007-05-12 03:20 am (UTC)
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"Me neither," Charlie agreed. "Unless it's an emergency. Then you just have to do stuff." She shook her head. "Did you know there were ghosts before you got here? I mean, were you as surprised as I am today?"

Date: 2007-05-12 03:34 am (UTC)
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"Ghosts?" Door shrugs. "I've never met one, but I suppose I've always believed in them. When I got here, I was mostly surprised that people could see me," Door says. "Back home, regular people don't notice people like me. I mean, really don't notice."

Date: 2007-05-12 03:39 am (UTC)
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"How does that work?" Charlie wondered. "Do you just wave your hands, and people can't see you?"

It almost sounded like the kind of thing her Dad used to do, convincing people that no, this wasn't the fugitive man and little girl they were looking for.

Date: 2007-05-12 03:49 am (UTC)
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Door shakes her head. "It's more like people try to ignore somebody asking for spare change on a streetcorner? Only, if you grew up where I did, or you live there for very long, they don't even have to try; they just don't see you."

Date: 2007-05-12 03:51 am (UTC)
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"I wish I could do that," Charlie said without thinking about it. "You'd never have to worry about-- um. People. Wanting to mug you, or anything."

Date: 2007-05-12 08:14 pm (UTC)
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"It doesn't keep you safe from everyone," Door answers, shaking her head. "When I came here I was being hunted by...people... who could see me quite well." She gives a half-shudder, but turns it into a shrug. "This is a good place, though."

Date: 2007-05-12 09:23 pm (UTC)
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"Good to know." Just in case, maybe, it ever occurred to those Shop guys to go looking for her again. Maybe she'd be able to hide out here in the crowd.
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