2nd Floor Common Room | Tuesday Evening

[kirked]

Jim had brushed today's class off about ten minutes after he'd left the classroom. It was ten questions, pointless in the grand scheme of things, and Jim wasn't going to let ten questions put him inside some kind of box

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[dollpocalypse]

"Oooh, explosions." And just like that, there was a Topher settling on the couch with a bag of chips.

"This any good?" he asked with a nod toward the TV.

[kirked]

"Yeah, I'm captivated," Jim said, voice dry. His attention wasn't anywhere near the television. He'd glanced over at Topher and then gone back to eating his apple.

Hey, he was getting his allotment of fruit for the day.

"It's amazing."

[dollpocalypse]

"Hey, some crappy movies have entertainment value," Topher pointed out, picking up on the sarcasm there. "This one might rank."

Unless it was SyFy. Then there was no hope.

[kirked]

"Rank what?" Jim wondered, glancing over at Topher again. "Lamer than lame on the lame scale."

That was a pretty lame statement but Jim didn't care.

[nomelancholy]

Ulrik had come to the common room in search of food. Food that someone else had recently prepared, preferably, although he'd take pre-packaged snacks just as gladly.

Like this bag of Oreos.

"You look decidedly unimpressed," he noted.

[kirked]

"It's taken me five minutes to realize that television in the past -- present -- whatever is boring," Jim explained, glancing up at Ulrik. "It's very disappointing. Where's all the good stuff? Did I miss it?"

[nomelancholy]

"I wouldn't know," Ulrik admitted. "I'm from the seventeenth century, myself."

A very special version of the seventeenth century that actually did have television (in a handful of cities, at least), but the programming was still somewhat limited.

[kirked]

"You're from the past?" Jim asked, actually looking and sounding interested. "I mean, well, this is the past for me but you're from the waaaaay past. You look remarkably good for your age."

That was a joke.

"What's your opinion of this stuff?" Jim asked, waving a hand at the television. "In general, not what I stopped on right here."

[robinonadderall]

This wasn't his floor but Stiles could make a living off of showing up at places he had no business being. "Please tell me there's more than fruit in the fridge."

[kirked]

"Sure there is," Jim said, looking up. "Lots of food in there...if you wanna get fat."

[robinonadderall]

"Dude, look at me, I could stand to gain some weight," Stiles said, heading over to the fridge. "A light breeze could knock me over."

[kirked]

Well, he had a point there. Jim guessed the could inhale a few pizzas and still be okay.

"I'll take back my statement because I do see some truth in your words," Jim allowed with a half smile. "Did they not feed you back home? I've seen birds who look stronger than you."

[serial_quitter]

Ryan was in a slightly grumpy mood after her first class. She only came to the common room to get a glass of milk. But she figured that the movie (not to mention a common room full of boys) might be better than dwelling on how things went earlier today.

"Is the movie any good?" she asked.

[kirked]

"Yes, it's thrilling," Jim said, sounding about as non interested as you could in anything. He was halfway done with his apple and still wasn't paying the movie any attention. "I'm blown away by this cinematic masterpiece."

[serial_quitter]

"Ahh. I take it you're not a fan, then," said Ryan, taking a seat on the couch. She had no idea what the movie was, but she hoped she sounded like she knew what she was talking about. Sometimes, it was tough being the kid was about six months behind in pop culture.

[kirked]

"What ever gave you that idea?" asked Jim, tone dripping with sarcasm. He shook his head. "Look, I could draw better explosions than this."

Everything looked and sounded pretty fake to him. "I think some guy's just grunting to make it sound loud."

[notalender]

Arietty had ventured out of her room for some borrowings, only to discover that the common room was full of people for once. She scaled the couch with a set of tiger claw spikes made from picture hangers, then perched on the top, tilting her head at the television.

"What are we watching?" she asked no one in particular.

[kirked]

Jim had definitely heard something but he didn't immediately see anyone who wasn't already in the common room. If he'd been anyone else, he might have attributed it to hearing voices but he wasn't crazy.

"Uh, some stupid movie." Maybe someone was hiding? He didn't know.

[notalender]

Arietty kicked her feet against the couch, leaning forwards. "I like movies," she noted. "I haven't seen that many yet, but they're a lot of fun. What makes this one stupid?"

He seemed to have some authority. She figured he'd know.

[kirked]

"I kinda think anyone with eyes could see why this one's stupid," Jim said, flicking his wrist at the television. "It's just stupid. There's too much about it for me to go into detail."