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notajar ([personal profile] notajar) wrote2007-01-02 10:20 am

Room 418, Tuesday morning

The corridors are full of sound now, and Door's glad of that. After meeting for final presentations and final exams, classes had ended. Though birthday and holiday parties had provided some excitement, and Seely and Cally had certainly done their parts to keep things interesting, there hadn't been a lot of people to talk to with so many gone home on holiday.

Though the break's been relaxing, the noise of friends returning and new students arriving is welcome, making the place seem less empty and bringing with it the excitement of a new season of things and people to get to know. Door's left her door open to listen to it as she looks over the course catalog for the new term, as well as to welcome any new or familiar faces that might wander by.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-02 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"You haven't seen them? Cam has one and I think Molly does as well," she said. "They're like bikes that fly through the air."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-02 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aren't they? I really need to ask someone to take me for a ride on one. They look like fun," Isabel grinned. "Cam did promise me a ride after I helped him fix the paint on his."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"It's really no different then driving in a car," Isabel pointed out. "You just move a little faster."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"It's the same thing as flying a plane?" Isabel shrugged.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-03 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel thought about how Door had brought her back to the dorm during the troll attack. "Good point, your method of travel is much less aggravating. I bet you never get held up by storms at O'Hare."