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Stark's shift was starting later today since he now had a class Monday mornings. That was fine. The clinic was generally quiet during his shifts (and other days as well).

He still brought the usual coffees with him. Caffeine was important to the wellbeing of all clinic staff. But new today was nearly all of a watermelon. Because he barely had time to eat any of it during his class activity.

"Can crabs eat watermelon?" he asked, glancing at Stabby who waa making grabby-claw motions."a little is probably fine."

He handed over a little bit of watermelon to the crab and then sat down with his coffee.

The clinic was open, smelling of watermelon and still decorated for the holidays, the crab was enjoying some refreshing fruit, and the alien waa in.

not_a_haint posting in

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Sleeping in for Caleb generally meant an hour or two after sunrise, and his internal clock tended to wake him even if he didn't have an alarm or a rooster.

The night before, he'd glanced into the common room on his way to his dorm room, just long enough to see a couch, comfy chairs, and a kitchen. So once he was fully awake he came in to see about breakfast.

And found himself utterly baffled as to how most of this worked. That looked like a stove but he couldn't see how to light it. He at least recognized the icebox from pictures. Enough so that he knew to look there for milk.

Thank goodness there was cereal.

"Right. The future. Gonna have to figure some stuff out. I wonder if there's a manual for the new fangled fake lookin' stove."

[Open like an open post that is open.]

Current Mood: confused

sairis posting in

fandomhighdorms

Sairis still wasn't entirely sure what was going on here or how (or if) he'd ever get back home, but after a stressful day of getting ready for a trip to the capital, raising a horse, a night of riding through a storm, and a day of whatever this was, he was more than ready to get to the room he'd been given and fall asleep.

He found the room and unlocked the door. Hm; he might have to do some wards there. Tomorrow. He walked in and blinked; it was easily larger than his master's room back home, though the two beds said he'd be sharing the space. Which might be awkward, when he was awake enough to think about it.

For now, he went to the bed in the left corner and dropped his bag on it, then dropped himself on it.

[Open post for the roomie or anyone dropping in!]

stykera posting in

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"I brought bagels today," Stark said. "To go with the coffee. In case anyone wanted a change from sweet things."

Not Stark, obviously. He'd been living off Christmas cookies and such for several days now. He probably ought to eat some real food at some point. Probably. Maybe a vegetable or two.

Stabby was unconcerned with vegetables, bagels, or cookies. Stabby was, apparently, trying on hats and ties for Wednesday night.

"He's thinking about going to the party," a nurse explained. "I think. He might have invited the lobsters? He's being a bit cagey about it all. You're going, right? To the bar?"

Stark shrugged.

"I haven't got anywhere else to go. So...I think so. At least for a bit."

The clinic was open, the crab was trying to look his best for the new year, and the alien was feeling a bit noncommittal about his holiday plans.

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