==Valentrons Day==

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[The appearance of all the decorations doesn't bother Clu in the slightest, but the candy intrigues him, if only because he's never really seen it before. Not to mention there wasn't much data on them in either the system back home, or here, for that matter. No one really cares to write about candies that taste like chalk and cardboard, after all.

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[BY SHEER COINCIDENCE, Quorra's in the lobby as well, though on the opposite end to Clu, such that she doesn't even notice him at first. She's too busy looking over all the decorations excitedly and nomming on some chocolate.]

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[What she fails to notice, he picks up on right away, and his eyes dart from her to the candy in his palm.

....if it's poisoned. she'll make the perfect guinea pig to test it on.] Enjoying yourself?

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Well, it is very colorf--[hey wait, it's this douchebag. She whirls 'round and backs up against a table laden with candies and paper hearts, upsetting them. Several hearts fall from the bowl and scatter on the ground.] --nnh.

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Relax, Q. Relax. [He smiles, lifting a hand in feigned surrender as he paces closer.]

I'm feeling...in the spirit of things today.

lka;sdf;lka;sdf OH MY GOD THAT IS ADORABLE /SAVES THEM ALL

[brokencoffeepot]

[Drops Flynn's disc that he finally found No, just kidding... that would be so sad for Clu though.

Either way, he'll stop whatever stupid thing he was doing at the time and in less than a minute show up in the lobby and just slinks over to Clu.]

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[jwhgafwjhad YOU KNOW WHAT HE MEANS, RINZLER.

Clu lifts his free hand to motion for Rinzler to come closer.] I want you to eat one of these for me. See if they're fit for consumption.

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[SHOULDA SPECIFIED.

Looks down at the candy in Clu's hand, then back up at Clu...

Are you shittin' him, dude?]

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[Dead serious about this, old friend. The look on his face is proof enough of that.

Clu extends his hand, staring at the other program expectantly.] Problem?

Here have a scientist! /throws at

[thisisprogress]

[And one (1) Nikola Tesla is just walking by when he catches sight of what you are wearing. Man, the people in this place have weird sense of fashion.]

...Are you trying to be some sort of Power Ranger reject? You know, Halloween was several months ago.

Hooray! 8D

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[He might not know what a Power Ranger is, but he certainly knows what it is to be a reject, and he's not all right with that. It's a sentiment displayed plainly in his expression as he responds, though he wears a slightly unsettling smile.]

...a what?

[thisisprogress]

[Tesla wears a blank look at that. Great, not another person who didn't understand popular culture. He was wasting all these great insults for nothing.]

...You know, I'm not going to explain it. Because next you'll be asking me what electricity or the Internet is. And frankly, I'm sick of explaining things to people.

[Jerk much, Tesla?]

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[Awwww Tesla, so fierce. Fortunately, Clu is prepared for this, and he reaches back to unlatch his Identity Disc, holding it before himself as it comes to life; sections of code wind together and form a multitude of images and scenes of computers and the like.]

Oh don't worry about that. You can skip the information; I'm unbelievably well acquainted.

[bogusmagic]

[Yuki's down in the lobby too.

... But then again, she's always in the lobby.

At least she isn't reading for once? She's got a book with her (today it's on particle physics in cosmology), but instead of reading she's analyzing staring at a candy heart someone left on one of the coffee tables.]

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Curious, aren't they? [He says smoothly, striding over towards her.]

[bogusmagic]

......

[Shakes her head slowly.]

Sucrose, corn syrup, corn starch, gelatin, gum tragacanth, arabic and xanthan, and erythrosine.

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I meant beyond that. [He tilts his head down just a bit more, showing a few of the candies still held in his hand.]