vanillajello | Room 324, Monday Evening

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Room 324, Monday Evening

Having over-slept and missed Ghanima's class, again, was not the biggest of Kate's problems today. No, the real problem was that when she woke up – boggling over the weird dream she'd had – she didn't even realize she'd overslept: she thought she still had about 48 hours until she had to be in class. She was convinced she'd only taken a nap, and that it was still Saturday morning, and so she left to go Christmas shopping.

She only realized what day it was when she saw the newspapers at a mainland coffee shop, and even then she had to ask three people before she believed that yes, it was Monday.

Yes, she'd lost two days.

For some reason, the first thing that hit her about the situation was that she needed to apologize to Ghanima, and so she left her a message. After that, though, the reality of it all set in. Unsurprisingly, she didn't get much shopping done. She wandered around for a while – quietly freaking out over the fact that losing time wasn't exactly an unusual thing in her family – and eventually decided to get back to Fandom. It had to be just a Fandom thing.

Back in her room in the evening, she looked around for something, a clue, anything. She found the letter. It did nothing to rid her of her fears; it just earned a screech of "What the fucking fuck?" and sent her straight and without any hesitation to listen to the weekend's radio podcasts.

And after listening to them, Kate laughed, happy, although with a slight hysterical edge. She'd just been in a random coma. She wasn't insane.

The island, on the other hand, was.

[ooc: For the roomie and epic timezone-challenged SP which is epic and timezone-challenged and crippled by finals week. Can be open for others before him, though, if you're not scared off by the supermassive SP warning. Last final on Thursday, guys!]

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Bobby had spent the weekend convinced he was in a cave and dying of the Flying Swine Flu. It hadn't been fun. And once he'd come back to his senses, he'd realized that yeah, maybe Kyle and George (and Jean, and Raven) had a point and he couldn't hide out forever.

So after a quick stop at Turtle and Canary to pick up stuff like winter clothes and a few extra blankets, he headed back to his room, where he opened the door and then stood awkwardly in the doorway.

"Um. Hey."

Sure, Kate was deliriously happy to know she still had her sanity, but it wasn't as if she wasn't still going to remember that her roomie had gone MIA. Again. And left her worrying.

She sat on her bed and turned to face him. After a cursory look to see there was nothing physically wrong with him, she crossed her arms over her chest and raised an eyebrow.

"Hey."

Well, not visibly wrong. There was the matter of the distinct chill in the air that seemed to surround him.

"So..." oh, the awkwardness isn't going away any time soon. "There's something I have to talk to you about," he said quickly, tensing up slightly as he did so. And still not moving from the doorway.

"Oh?" Kate straightened up a little, her expression softening. People having to talk to her about something was rarely an exceedingly good thing. "What is it?"

She rubbed at her arm. "And close the door, will you? I think there's something wrong with the heating in the hallway."

It had been prefectly warm in the room until he opened the door, you know.

Bobby shut the door as requested, though he knew it'd have little effect on the temperature. It was more so that he wouldn't be overheard.

"So, um," his grip on the pile of blankets tightened as he shifted from foot to foot nervously. "We've been roommates for a while now. So there's- there's something you should know about me." Way to be vague, Bobby.

Seven billion different things it could be ran through Kate's mind, and because this was Fandom, she knew a whole lot of them were possible.

So she wasn't going to make any guesses. She was just going to sit here with a mild look of apprehension and ask, "Yeah?"

"I'm a mutant," he said quickly. "I have- um, powers? Abilities? I make ice. Not like sticking water and a freezer and making ice. I make ice."

Blink. Blink blink blink, what? Kate tilted her head to the side, quizzically.

"...You make ice?"

This wasn't exactly the most frightening thing she'd heard.

"A lot of ice," Bobby nodded. "I could freeze the island. If I wanted to. Which I don't! Ever." Just getting that out there.

Kate's eyebrows bounced. "Huh."

She paused for a moment, and then there was a smile tugging on the corners of her mouth. "I thought you were going to tell me you're like, romantically interested in, like, sheep or something."

"...What?" Bobby stared at her. "Ew! No!" Sheep aside, her reaction seemed pretty positive so he walked over and held out the extra blankets. "Um. These are for you, if you want? Because there was a thing, and my powers are a little, um... in overdrive at the moment?" he shivered a little, proving his point. "And I don't want you to be cold."

"Bobby, it was a joke," Kate said, laughing a little.

She reached for the blankets and set them down on the bed beside her. "Thanks. So... How long 'til you fix yourself?" she asked, although she guessed he probably didn't know.

Right, jokes! He knew those. Was supposed to be good at them, and all.

"I'm not sure," he admitted. "Might be a while."

"Well," she said, running a hand through her hair, "It takes as long as it takes. I got blankets, I'm good."

"Really?" he beamed at her. "That's it? You're just... okay with it?" Honestly, he should know by now that people who came here tended to be cool (pun intended) with these sorts of things.

Kate snorted and gave him a light, amused smile. "Yes, I'm okay with it. You do go to this school, don't you? This is so not the worst thing I've heard here."

Edited 2009-12-08 16:29 (UTC)

"Right," Bobby ran a hand through his hair. "I guess I'm still- getting used to that." After five months.

"Yeah, well, so am I," Kate shrugged. "I just heard on the radio that I was in a coma all weekend."

"Are you okay?" he asked immediately. Yes, thanks to Kyle and George he knew the last weekend was Fandom Weirdness again and not real, but that didn't stop him from worrying.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just woke up today thinking it was still Saturday."

And other stuff had happened afterwards, but those were insignificant little details. Like worrying over her sanity.

"That would freak me the hell out," Bobby said frankly. He was so good at knowing just the right thing to say, really.

"Yeeeah, I kinda did. Big time. But luckily it was just Fandom acting up."

And not other things. "Anyway, it sounded like I was actually among the lucky ones. It was a crazy weekend."

"I thought I was in a cave dying of the flu," Bobby reported. It was almost funny now if you squinted a little.

"That's... random," Kate said, not quite managing her task of not looking too amused.

"I know," he rolled his eyes. "This place, huh? Just when I think it couldn't actually get weirder."

"Oh, it's always going to get weirder. I'm pretty sure of that," Kate said, nodding.

She thought of something, then chuckled softly. "Oh. I just got why you were a penguin."

"Pretty fitting, huh?" Bobby said with a slight grin. "Anyway, um. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner? It's not- not really something I'm supposed to talk about much," he added, glancing down at the floor. ~~While the mun curses LJ's notif fail because she never meant to drop this thread damnit~~

"It's no big deal, I understand." Kinda. Enough to not be angry. It wasn't as if she'd shared everything, either.

She shot him a wry smile. "A few more revelations from people, though, and I'll start getting sad about being the only one with no special powers."

~~And her mun was all 'oh hai things are looking up as this notif only took an hour to get to me!'~~

Bobby made a face. "Trust me, I'd trade places with you in an instant. Um. Except for being a girl. Tried that already."

"Yeah, I've watched enough superhero movies to gather that having powers isn't a picnic, so I'm not really jealous of that," Kate remarked.

"Being a boy wasn't too bad, though."

"You reacted better than Jean did," Bobby observed with a snort.

...And better than he had, yes. Shh.

Kate smirked. "And better than you. Don't think I've forgotten the screaming."

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