Room 507, Wednesday night

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia lounged on the floor near her bed, her guitar perched on her lap. She would have loved to be playing on the roof, but suspected fig pudding would not be good for her guitar.

She played a song that she'd heard from a traveling band on a sailboat back in Argentina. Unfortunately, she couldn't quite remember all the lyrics.

The song, it goes, the steelers on the boats,
Pushing horses from nowhere, pulling horses from thin air,
Full of all the visuals, full of what you lost along the way,
The song they took, the song they gave away,

But they're all silent, oh, not outloud,
woah-oh-oh,
Would you could hear it, spoken in a crow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-owd,
So young and restless,
So cool and debonair,
Like a radio broadcast, just thrown through the air-air-air-air-air,
But they're all silent, so clear too,
Oo-oo-ooh,
Darling, can you hear it?
I
Love
You-oo-oo,
I
Love
You-oooooooo-woah-oh-oh,

You see, I love you, woo-oo-oo-ooh,
I love you, woo-oo-oo-ooh,

But they're all silent, oh, not outloud,
woah-oh-oh,
Would you could hear it, spoken in a crow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-owd,
So young and restless,
So cool and debonair,
Like a radio broadcast, just thrown through the air-air-air-air-air,
But they're all silent, so clear too,
Oo-oo-ooh,
Darling, can you hear it?
I
Love
You-oo-oo,
I
Love
You-oooooooo-woah-oh-oh,

You see, I love you, woo-oo-oo-ooh,
I love you, woo-oo-oo-ooh

Forutnately, the lyrics weren't that complicated. Because the chording was, a little.

As she quietly sang the flute part, she thought over the events of the day. Photography had gone really well, though lunch had been a bit odd, and the Entertainment workshop had been a bit of a fiasco. Now she had detention, which really, really sucked. Then there was following "Fishgrenade" all over the place, which had at least ended well, hence her possibly disgustingly good mood.

She was going to want to have words with Artie, though. Making her think her roommate and boyfriend had gone insane.

[ooc: open to those who knock]

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie entered his room and waved at his roommate. "Potato!"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia startled, since she hadn't been paying much attention to the door. "What?"

Oh, right, Jamie was in the Dada class.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

At which point Jamie began to rearrange the furniture in the room so that everything was rotated 90 degrees counter clockwise.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wisely moved out of the way. "Feng shui?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Trini Lopez," Jamie answered.

[nadiathesaint]

"I haven't heard of that one."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Solomon Grundy," Jamie answered as he tried to turn an uncooperative Furrball 90 degrees counter clock wise.

[nadiathesaint]

Furrball, who was much less patient with Dada than Nadia was, tried to bite Jamie's hand.

Not hard, just a warning bite of "I will kill you in your sleep if you do not stop."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie quickly decided that it wasn't worth trying to make Furrball exist in his new frame of world. "Pesto Rigatoni," he muttered as he continued to do his work.

He then looked over at Nadia. "How are you?"

[nadiathesaint]

An actual sane question. That was a surprise. Nadia grinned. "I'm doing alright, you?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Tired," Jamie said sitting on his 90 degree counter clockwise bed. "This Dada thing is wearing me out. That's why I've been weird all day. I'm thinking of joining a drug support group just to make GOB happy though."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia grinned. "I actually know. Don't tell Artie, but Walter ended up telling me. I was getting pretty freaked out." She shrugged. "And at least you didn't get detention in the workshop today."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"You got detention?" Jamie asked looking amazed. "I couldn't tell anything that was really going on inside the piano."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia laughed. "I wouldn't think so. Did you catch any of my act?"

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"No it kind of sounded like this..." Jamie then proceeded to make noises that the adults make in a Charlie Brown cartoon special.

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, GOB didn't like it." Nadia sighed. "I'm beginning to think he's not a satirical genius."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Satirical genius? You really thought that? I thought you were just sucking up."

[nadiathesaint]

"His act is really funny if you think he means it to be that way," Nadia shrugged. "I guess I just see good in people."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie gave Nadia friendly smile. "Yeah... don't stop doing that. We need people like you."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blushed. "Flatterer."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Am I that transparent?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, it's a good tactic when you have to live with someone."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Still... I'm glad I have you as a roommate. Malleting aside."

[nadiathesaint]

"I only malleted you once. And you're a good roommate, too."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie then got up and got his bed into the bed back into its normal position. "And on that note we should probably go to bed before this conversation takes a sickening turn. Night Roomie."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

*knock knock*

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia glanced at Jamie, who was pretty damned well asleep, and stood up to answer the door. "Hmm?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Pippi said leaning in. "Sorry it's so late, I was just wondering... How's 'Fishgrenade'?"

[nadiathesaint]

"It's okay, I just don't want to wake the roommate." She got that shmoopie look again. "And he's back to just being Walter."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi nodded with a grin at the shmoopie look and talked more softly.

"That's good." she said. "Was this another 'Damn the Man' thing? Or did he drink soda from Wonka's?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Assignment for class." Nadia shrugged. "Jamie and Tim were doing it, too. I'm going to have words with Artie."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh really?" Pippi said perking up a bit. "Can I watch?"

[nadiathesaint]

"It'll probably be an interesting show," Nadia acknowledged. "But I wouldn't say no to some back up. Do you know how Pip is doing?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

She shook her head. "He's with Seras, I think she had work today. I told her to let me know if she needed to foist him off on somebody and she didn't call. I'm sure he's fine."

She was kinda disappointed, yesterday was fun.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia would never admit it, but having the ability to carry Pip around was a great deal of fun.

"Of course he's fine. And if he isn't, I'll mallet whoever's responsible until they beg for mercy."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"You'd have to get in line." Pippi said. "Well, I'm glad Walter is okay, I was a little concerned he'd been bitten by something. I was going to check on him but he didn't have a post up and you did I figured I'd check with you first in case he needed a chairing."

[nadiathesaint]

"Nah. No chairing. I think that's a last resort option. And from now on, we're agreed, we warn each other if we're going to be acting weird on purpose."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi laughed. "That's a great idea. We should think up a 'safe word' for all of us to use in emergencies and such cases. Something simple that says, 'Don't hit me with a chair'."

[nadiathesaint]

"Perhaps 'don't hit me with a chair'?" Nadia shrugged. "I'm going to get some sleep, though. I'll let you know when I decide to talk to Artie."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that didn't work so well for Blair.

"Okies. Night night. Sweet dreams and all that."

[nadiathesaint]

Ah, those words, not just a simple pleasantry. "Buenas noches, Pippi."