Romm 314 Mid morning

[grand_fallguy]

Some people had cellphones, and thus could call home from anywhere they wanted. I had the phone already in the dorm room and a pre-paid phone card. Today I knew my mom had the evening shift at Micky D's. She decided to forego the usual over protective Mother bit and didn't make me promise to call the moment I arrived. She told me to call after two days.

"Hey Hobson...yeah I got here just fine. Could you...yeah, yeah no Fae yet. Mostly regular people. One witch I think. And I'm not sure what Artie is. Could you put Mom on?...Hi Ilya. Yes I'm washing behind my ears. Could you...yes I used the conditioner. Actually as long as I've got you on the phone, are Banniks related to Snorkacks?...Sweedish I think. Never heard of them huh. Me neither till tuesday. Could you put Mom on?...Runyon how are you? Yeah, yeah lot's of pretty girls." I had to hold the phone away from my ear for a minute. "No Teleri," I sigh. "Not prettier than you. What are you all doing there anyway? Put Mom on please....Mom! Finally. What's going on there? You told everybody? Yes I hear Neil in the background and no I'm going to...why is he saying that in front of you? Yeah I got settled in just fine. Lotta interesting people. My roommate? Yeah he seems cool. Haven't run into him too often so far. Yeah I'm gonna try to see if anyone's hiring. Shoot, this card doesn't have indefinite minutes. Listen Mom I'll call again next week okay? Yes Teleri I played the tape. I hope I never need it, thanks. Okay, bye."

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[narglette.livejournal.com]

After finally having spoke with her roommate (http://narglette.livejournal.com/1403.html) (or was it roommates?), Luna changed into a nice clean robe, stuck a few fruits into her pockets and set out to explore the grounds once more.

Soon she found herself on the third floor near room 314. She hadn't any reason not to, so she knocked on the door.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

No sooner had he hung up, then he heard someone knock at the door. Ooh, visitors.

"Hey, Luna." he smiled. "How are you settling in?"

[narglette.livejournal.com]

"Very well so far, thank you." Luna smiled in return. "You?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Well I had an interesting day yesterday. Today will probably be even moreso. The locals fill you in on the weirdness yet?" He stepped back from the door, inviting her in. better not be a vampire

[narglette.livejournal.com]

"Interesting is better than not." She followed him in fang-free. "No, I haven't had the opportunity to speak with much of any one except my roommates."

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Getting along with them?" he asked.

[narglette.livejournal.com]

"So far, yes." She took a piece of fruit from her robe pocket. "Orange?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Hey yeah thanks. I haven't had breakfast yet." and trying to work out what he does when? fun

[narglette.livejournal.com]

"I woke not long ago. I've had some tea and a bit of an orange, but that's all." She took a pear from her pocket and took a bite.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim went to work peeling the orange, dropping the peel into his trashcan. Mmmm, orange. "I got up not too long ago either. Had to call home."

[narglette.livejournal.com]

"Call?" Luna looked around the room. There was a distinct lack of fireplaces. "How?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Uhm, with the phone." tim pointed to the telephone sitting on the table.

[narglette.livejournal.com]

"Does it ignite when you push the buttons?" Luna asked.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Not unless the wiring's faulty." Tim replied. "I guess you don't have phones where you come from?"

[narglette.livejournal.com]

Wiring? Hmmmm. "No, not exactly." She took another bite of her pear. When she finished the bite she asked, "what have you heard from the locals, then?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Oh boy." Tim sighed. "Let's see, Gremlins, Zombies, Snow Monsters, uncooperative laundry machines, and Emo. And I'm sure I'm forgetting something."

[narglette.livejournal.com]

"How does it work?" She asked, pointing to the phone. Then picking up on Tim's response, "Emo? That's a kind of bird, isn't it?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"I think it's a fancy way of saying depression." Tim said. He strode to the phone. "I don't know the technical details." he said. "But you pick this up," and handwavily he demonstrated how to use the phone.