Fifth floor common room [after workshops]

[rilla_myrilla]

Inspired by her French class today, Rilla had slipped into her room to pick up her copy of a Victor Hugo novel (in English. Her French wasn't nearly that good) and curled up on a sofa in the common room with the book, an apple and a cup of tea (which tasted a bit stewed. Rilla wasn't used to make her own tea

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[nimeni]

With his workshops for the week already completed, Bod couldn't find any reason to stay in his room so he'd wandered down to the common room to give himself something to do.

"Hullo, Rilla," he said when he slipped inside and then winced when he saw the book. "I apologize, I didn't mean to interrupt your reading."

[rilla_myrilla]

"It's no interruption," Rilla said with a quick smile. "I've read this book a dozen times."

[nimeni]

"It must be very good," Bod said, rummaging around in the kitchen area for something to eat. He knew he'd stored a few things in there, it was just a matter of finding them. "I haven't found many books that are worth several re-reads myself. Not as of yet."

[rilla_myrilla]

"Well, we don't have television," Rilla replied. "There's a great deal of time to read."

[shes_got_legs]

Ariel had practically danced the whole way up to the fourth floor after her adventures finding treasure in town and her marine mammals workshop. She'd be singing if she had a voice. And she was rather intent on getting back to her room to add the things she'd brought back with her (and it was so hard to pick just a few things, but she realized she had three whole months to collect all sorts of wonderful items), but then she thought she heard a voice or two from the common room. So she stopped, went back, and peeked her head in.

Yup! People! She'd had plenty of things, she could use a little more people, too. So she bounced in, giving a wave, glancing around to see if anything interesting was going on. Or if there was anything interesting she'd missed the other day, though that was unlikely, considering she'd turned the whole room upside down.

[rilla_myrilla]

Rilla smiled and waved back. She had a bit of a soft spot for redheads, even if her mother's hair wasn't quite that...vivid. "Hello!"

[shes_got_legs]

Ariel's mother's had been. So had her father's.

In fact, Ariel was really the only one of Triton's seven daughters that actually resembled both her parents in that respect.

Kind of made you think, didn't it?

Easily smiling back at the other girl, Ariel pointed out the nametag on her chest so that she could introduce herself. After the fourth day, Ariel could really use a new nametag. She then tilted her head at the girl, eying her book with a speculative curiosity.

[rilla_myrilla]

"Oh, Ariel is such a pretty name," Rilla said enthusiastically. "I'm Rilla."

[oops_mbad]

Diana was trying to be less of a hermit, so she found her way into the common room, Samuel in her arms. "See, I do have a cat." She cheerfully informed Rilla when she saw who was in the room already. Hello's were for other people.

[rilla_myrilla]

"And what a nice cat he is," Rilla said. "Hello, kitty."

[oops_mbad]

"He's Samuel." Diana said, handing over the cat if Rilla wanted him. "I'm Diana by the way, and I never got your name and calling you 'hey you' might just get old fast."

[rilla_myrilla]

"Rilla," she replied with a smile. "What part of Canada do you hail from again?"

[notmyownage]

Claudia was restless and wandering the dorms, still a little buzzed from taking an actual science class. She meandered to the fifth floor and peeked in the common room.

"Hey, whatcha reading?"

[rilla_myrilla]

Rilla held up her book. "Les Miserables or its meta," she said. "In English, I'm afraid."

[notmyownage]

"That's the one where they sing, right?"

Claudia was many things, but up on her Victor Hugo was not one of them.

[rilla_myrilla]

Rilla's eyebrows drew together in confusion. "Not that I'm aware of."

[angelo_wings]

Rinoa approached the other dark-haired girl, head tilted so she could see the name on the spine. Victor Hugo? Didn't ring a bell.

"Is it good?" she asked.

Rinoa was blissfully unaware of things like 'boundaries.'

[rilla_myrilla]

"It's one of my favorites," Rilla said. "It's quite romantic, and tragic, and beautiful."

[angelo_wings]

"Does it have a happy ending?" Rinoa asked, sighing happily. "I like stories better when they have happy endings, although some of them cheat to get there."

[rilla_myrilla]

"Well, the hero dies at the end, but his daughter is guaranteed a happy life," Rilla said. "It's really terribly beautiful."