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[epiccombo]

[Puck's sulking chilling in the dining room. It's way too fancy for his tastes, but he really doesn't care what kind of room he's in right now

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[viral_tyrant]

[This guy hasn't exactly come to bug, but more or less grab a bite to eat.

Even though he doesn't recognize you, he sits down at one of the chairs further down the table, a plate full of food appearing before him. Why not make small talk to a new resident?

You can try recruiting him for that team, but....well I guess we can see how it goes.]

I don't believe I have seen you around the mansion before. Did you just arrive?

[And even though it's been a week since his room was destroyed, he's a little testy as well.]

[epiccombo]

[Puck looks up when he hears someone walk up and sit down. He just shrugs. It doesn't bother him who shows up at this point.

He's not really in the mood for conversation but the guy asks him a question, and Puck figures he may as well answer.]

Yeah. Got here a couple days ago.

[And for the most part, everything's sucked so far.]

[viral_tyrant]

[Even though it's a video game character? Aight, man.

Wesker starts on his medium cooked steak (like always).]

My guess is others have told you of Wonderland, then...

[And a glass of wine appears. Because Wesker is refined like that.]

[epiccombo]

[Video game characters are totally cool with Puck. Not that he's figured out anything yet but Resident Evil's right up Puck's alley.]

Yeah, I got all the details about how we're stuck here, the creepy things in the mirrors, and a bunch of other crap.

Right now, I just think the place is a giant black hole that sucks the good stuff out of everything.

[hamburellakind]

[John's hungry! And unlike his mirror, he knows not to broadcast to the fact to everyone because who cares? Plus it's pretty easy to get food from the dining room, and he can get anything he wants, so who's complaining?

In he comes, ready to get something yummy. Oh, and maybe get a new bro! :D]

Oh, hey! I'm John. Uh, are you new? I don't think I've seen you around before.

[epiccombo]

[Someone else to join the party. Except it's not really a party, just one dude in a less-than-good mood.]

I'm Puck, just got here a day or two ago.

[Don't pay any attention to his surliness. He'll lighten up eventually.]

[hamburellakind]

[Huh. He seems kind of cranky!]

You getting something to eat too?

[Maybe that'll kick him out of his bad mood.]

I'm gonna get some lasagna. You want some?

[epiccombo]

[You don't know the half of it.]

Sure, why not. I never turn down free food.

[Maybe the offer of food will be enough to defeat his funk. Maaaybe.]

[ironlass]

[ Jade normally doesn't use the dining room. She likes to cook. So she was only passing by on her way out of the kitchen -after baking some pretty awesome cupcakes- when she sees a new face sulking at the table. ]

Hi! [ /slight wave ]

[epiccombo]

[Puck's got one chair tilted back, away from the table, and he's looking a little more relaxed though still a lot sulky.]

'Sup.

[ironlass]

[ Haha, oh gosh. What if he falls? That would be bad. ]

Do you want a cupcake? It could be a welcoming gift!

...You are new right?

[epiccombo]

[If he falls, that would be like the apocalypse. Guys like Puck just don't fall.]

Yeah, I'm new. And why not. [Cupcakes are good, after all.]

[bone_genius]

[Brennan walks into the kitchen, carrying the latest issues of The American Journal of Physical Anthropology and the Journal of Forensic Sciences under her arm. She takes a seat near the other end of the table, placing the journals on the table beside her place setting.

She thinks for a moment, deciding what she wants. Then a pasta dish with broccoli and a white sauce appears, along with a glass of iced tea.

She takes a bite, then opens the Journal of Forensic Sciences and begins to read.

Yeah, she saw you, teenager she doesn't recognize. But she's perfectly content to ignore you until you say something to her.]

[epiccombo]

[Oh, look. It's a girl... no, more like a woman.]

Hey. What's that you're reading?

[Great conversation starter, Puck.]

[bone_genius]

[She glances up at him with her intense light blue eyes, then looks back down and takes a sip of her iced tea.]

This is the Journal of Forensic Sciences, and I'm reading an article on the rate of decomposition in an arid environment with an unusual amount of rainfall.

[All the while, her eyes remain on her journal. But her tone is pleasant enough. She could definitely be a lot more condescending, anyway.]

[epiccombo]

[Huh, she's kinda hot. And the majority of those huge words just went right over Puck's head. He gets the idea that she's pretty smart, though.]

I'm gonna pretend I know what all of that means, but uh... [He figures if she's talking about forensics, which he kinda knows about, and decomposition, then she must do something sciency.]

You some kind of scientist?

/latecomer is late thanks to traveling

[dashboardlite]

[Dean is always eating. Naturally, the dining room is the place where one might spot him. Well. There and the kitchen. It's variable.

He sees the young man and snorts.]

Nice mohawk.

\o/ the more the merrier!

[epiccombo]

[He's totally just chilling out now. Never mind that it's way too fancy, Puck's relaxing and maybe brooding a bit. Stupid Rachel. Figures that she couldn't be found, the one time he went looking.]

He looks up when he hears someone talking.] Pretty cool, huh?

[dashboardlite]

[Dean flicks the tab on a beer - it's five o'clock somewhere - and takes a sip before adding.]

You new here, or somethin'? I think I woulda noticed the skunkhead a little sooner if you weren't.

[epiccombo]

Skunkhead?

Dude, don't be knocking the mohawk. [Seriously, don't, or else Puck will be tempted to try putting a fist to Dean's face. Whether he'll succeed or not is another matter entirely.]