Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday night

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So, Mira discovered something. Well, a couple things. First, she could apparently get Earth internet on her datapad, which was handy. Second, that on said Earth internet was a list of federally wanted fugitives that she could search for BY CATEGORY AND LOCATION. It was like Life Day in what she understood to be July

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Luckily for this wanted fugitive, she wasn't wanted on this planet for anything. So instead of being overly concerned, she could wander into the common room in search of food, notice the new girl, and say, "Hello."

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"Hi there," Mira said. "You don't happen to have a green pen, do you? I'm running out of colors here."

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"I don't, no," Sia said, looking over at her work. "What do you have there?"

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"It's a little something I call a business plan," Mira said proudly as she held the map up.

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"What are you so happy about?"

Sometimes Atton couldn't sleep and he wandered around. Like two common rooms down. Where he was going to raid a fridge he didn't often raid just in case there was something new in there.

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"They have an easy to use database for the most wanted criminals in this country," Mira explained, only taking a moment to glance up at the new person in the room. It was just that guy. No big deal. "I have a new toy, and I'm having fun with it."

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"Has anybody ever told you you need a real hobby?" Atton drawled, opening up the fridge and sticking his face in. Hm. Was that yogurt? Ew, yogurt.

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"I have one of those. But I think it's probably frowned upon here, so I've shown some restraint," Mira noted.