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notmyownage

Room 317, Monday afternoon

Feb 06, 2012 16:15

For once, Claudia actually wasn't tinkering with something on the floor. Artie had her running searches for any pings on Ben Franklin's kite string -- she could have sworn that whole thing was a myth! -- so she was lounging on her bed while her handbuilt computer program trawled across the web for anything that screamed "two-hundred-year-old ( Read more... )

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childhood_taunt February 6 2012, 21:19:03 UTC

Before Matt headed off to town to try and hunt down an assassin-

Come on. How many times do you get to write that in a RPG?

-Matt swung by Claudia's room and knocked on the door, a bundle of clothes under his arm. "Claudia? You there?"

notmyownage February 6 2012, 21:26:21 UTC

Depended on the RPG, really.

Recognizing Matt's voice, Claudia hopped up and went to open the door for him. "Hey, you!" She stepped aside, holding the door open. "Come on in. The floor's even clean."

Mostly.

childhood_taunt February 6 2012, 21:54:27 UTC

"Hey yourself," Matt said cheerfully. "You don't mind if I drop by unannounced, do you? I brought back the clothes I borrowed from the other weekend."

And yes, there were her clothes nicely laundered and folded while Matt's currently clothes were... a bit on the grubby side.

notmyownage February 6 2012, 21:57:23 UTC

Aw, he'd made an effort.

"Of course not." It wasn't like he could see what was on her laptop screen, so she didn't even have to quickly close it to keep the Warehouse a secret. "You can come over any time."

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