- galaxy quest cabin, a4 - friday afternoon - 7/24 -

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Fiona had picked out books, put them down again, placed them around the room, loaded them into a bag, unloaded them-- she was starting to think that her brother was going to yell at her (yes, Eliot, yelling) over her mistreatment of their tactical texts if she did much more. The whole thing had her nervous, though yesterday's talk with Dinah had

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Rose was actually reading for once in her alcove before heading down to town with Jaina when she heard pacing and noises from across the hall.

And the book was boring anyway. Stupid Lives of Moroi Saints (gag)

She pushed aside her curtain and leaned against the doorframe of the cubicle opposite. "Did the floor need to be leveled?" Rose asked lightly.

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Fiona looked up with a blink.

"What?"

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"The pacing," Rose said, sounding amused. "I thought maybe the floor was trying to rise up, and you were subduing it again."

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She looked down at the floor, as if to ask it if it was intending to cause any trouble like that. Had it done that before? Was that common?

...was it common elsewhere?

She was over thinking this, she was reasonably sure.

"Er, no. That would be" not that she wanted to admit to being nervous "me. Just... walking. I'm waiting for someone. A little excited."

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"A special someone?" Rose teased. That would explain the pacing and startling. "I'm going to be heading down to town soon so you might even have the side of the cabin to yourself."

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Oh man, she didn't even want to think about that. In fact, her face just fell at the mention of it.

"No. No, not- I'm giving someone lessons on military strategy, that's all. Nothing like that."

And she was rubbing her temples with her fingers in a way that also managed to very handily let her close her eyes.

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Rose would have raised an eyebrow if she could. Sad looking plus "strategy lessons" plus rubbing of temples meant quite possibly jumping to the wrong conclusions.

"If he's thinking it is, probably should have done the 'lessons' in public," Rose pointed out helpfully.

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...considering she was giving them to Zack, any wrong conclusions were so far out of the realm of 'possible' that they didn't even occur to her.

"He knows we're doing lessons," she said, a little confused. Confused was almost good, though, because it wasn't depressed, "and I told him we'd be here."

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"Yeah, but..." Rose shook her head, giving Fiona up for a lost cause on that one. Really, if you weren't going to use 'strategy lessons' as a lead in to something then...but Rose was kinda slutty sometimes.

"So have you been enjoying the cabins more?" she asked. They were cabinmates and stuff. Only polite to make conversation since it'd been back when Worf was a kitten they'd talked last.

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"I... haven't been going to the fires as much this time," she admitted, "but I don't mind the cabins. Though there's not nearly enough room here for books."

She glanced over at the other girl.

"What about you?"

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Rose snorted. "How many books do you need? You can only read one at a time." She flashed a quick smile. "If there wasn't the whole privacy thing, I'd say waaay better than the dorms. Gotten bored with the whole campfire situation? Or just trying to expand your food groups beyond marshmallows and sausages?"

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"Food. Not really something I do," which was mostly informational, though she packaged it with a wry smile.

"And I don't really need a lot of privacy."

She didn't do anything that required it, after all.

"But I do miss a door. No, I've just been a bit-" rageful "lacking in social ambition."

That sounded... good and clinical.

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No, that sounded hilarious.

"So your ambitions to be Queen Bee have been put aside?"

She wasn't touching the anorexic thing though it was being filed away in case it began to seem like a problem.

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That... wasn't what she'd meant at all and she blushed.

"Nothing like that. I just haven't felt like going out. More... ambition to be social, then."

Latin was so much more helpful with it not mattering which order you put things in as long as everything was declined and conjugated correctly.

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"What are you hiding from then?" Rose asked.

Yes, Rose, we like to use this thing called 'tact' while in social settings.

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Don't worry. Fiona doesn't actually use it herself. For proof, we present Exhibit A for Arthur, B for Ben, and G for Griff.

"Quite a few people actually," she said, managing not to sound defensive. The rage had filtered out sometime yesterday, which just made her tired.

"You're not one of them."