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[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[Rose had sat through the meeting politely, showing no sign that this sudden upending of her entire world was really much of a bother to her at all. really, she ought to be used to all the interdimensional bullshit by now.

once she's left to her own device, though? a rather irritated scowl slides into place as she surveys her new home. this is seven kinds of stupid, especially considering they'd grabbed her before she could alchemize something useful. well, no use crying over spilled milk. time to make the best use of her time, and that meant starting mission number one: locating someone from her world. there was no doubt in Rose's mind that someone was here; this kind of bullshit just called to them.

so she begins wandering everywhere, and I do mean everywhere. the lobby, the library, the training center, peeking into all the dorms...if you're in the Garden it's likely you're going to see a young girl stalking past you.

likely more than once as she seems to be either slightly lost or making absolutely sure she's checking everywhere. either way, Rose seems to be a girl on a mission. don't you want to stop her and ask what the fuck she's doing?]

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[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[ This was going to be a good week! He'd finally gotten caught up on all his school work and it seemed like for the first time in forever, he was able to just walk around without being worried about failing out of computer science.]

[Why did he take that class, again? He knew he was toerrible at it. Oh, right he thought that because all these computers here were so backwards he'd have some kind of advantage.]

[NOPE. Apparently computer failure is transcendent of time and space.]

[Or maybe the Ebertian technique is a universal constant.]

[Either way, still dressed in his cadet uniform from class, John was sitting in one of the classrooms glued to the BBS. He'd missed so much, of course the first thing he would seek to do would be to check the internet.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[Rose is peering into all the rooms when she spots a familiar head of hair. finally, somebody she knew. she'd never admit it but there was a sense of relief welling up in her chest at finally being able to confirm she wasn't stuck her alone.

she quietly let herself into the classroom and made her way to stand behind John. once there she lightly tapped him on the shoulder and then crossed her arms, a light smile playing on her lips]

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[ John doesn't hear her come in or even register her standing behind him, so when he's tapped on the shoulder he starts a bit and looks behind him.]



[And it takes a few seconds of wide eyed staring before he realizes he is looking at Rose Lalonde. When he does his face lights up with disbelief.]

Rose!?

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[the smile becomes a good-natured smirk as she bobs her head facetiously at John]

The one and only. How nice of you to remember me after all the trouble I've been taking to find you.

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, but a half second later John is leaping off his chair to give you the biggest friendleadery hug he can give.]

Oh my God, Rose!! Rose you're okay, and you're here, and you're not weird and glowy and and--!

[He'll realize kind of late he should have remembered how time shenanigans kind of play into this place, but he's a little too overwhelmed with relief with seeing her here at all.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[she isn't expecting such an emotional reaction even from John (even if this is the first time she's met him in person) and staggers a little at the sudden embrace, stiffening a bit as she tries to sort out what he's babbling about]

John, please, we're in public - what in the world are you even saying?

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[Japan spots her more than once, and this time he decides to speak up. She seems quite set on something...]

Ah, do you need help with anything? [He hadn't seen her here before, and as a professional stalker an observant person, that meant she was probably new.]

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Bluh bluh huge emotional spazz. John clings for a few more seconds before he kind of pays attention to what Rose is saying. He is quickly letting her go after that. Dammit he is he is always the awkward dweeb in front of her.]

Sorry! I'm just...really glad to see you, Rose.

[ Because the last time he saw you, you were going after Jack and you were kind of Grimdark. But you really don't look very Grimdark right now and it kind of occurs to him that maybe something is up and he needs to calm down.]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

I'm pleased to see you've been the victim of interdimensional shenanigans as well, but that sort of joy doesn't usually lead one to proclaim surprise when their friend shows up not imitating a glowstick when they had never done such a thing before.

[she's crossing her arms again, looking expectant. is there something you'd like to share with the class, John?]

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[the scowl smooths itself away to something more neutral when the stranger addresses her. she's rather loathe to ask for help, even if it would probably speed up her search]

Thank you for the offer, but I'm quite fine operating on my own. I'm merely looking for some friends of mine, and the search is giving me ample opportunity to become acquainted with the layout of this campus.

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

Ah, friends is it? [Wow this girl looks American but speaks well what is this-- UH ANYWAY. He gives a brief greeting bow.]

Are you certain you would not like assistance? I know quite a few names, so perhaps I could say if I have seen these friends of yours.

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[she inclines her head slightly in return]

I suppose that merely checking to see if they're even present in this dimension wouldn't hurt anything except my impromptu exercise routine. I am searching for a John Egbert, Jade Harley, or Dave Strider. Any of them would be appreciated although all three's presence would be ideal.

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

Uwah, Strider-san? Yes, I have spoken with him before... [And finds him unbelievably cool...]

Ah, and John-san... He is my roommate.

I apologize, though-- I have never met a Harley-san.

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

You're John's roommate? [she looks faintly amused] I do hope that he hasn't overrun the room with his movie posters or dropped too many buckets on you upon your wakening.

Two out of three is far more than I was hoping for, so please don't feel the need to apologize. Jade has always been the pattern breaker between us four, I'm sure she'll find me when she's good and ready to.

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Cool story, Rose. While she's wandering, she's sure to come across a moody troll hanging out flyers.]

[Or rather, shoving them in people's faces with a scowl.]

[Look, he's even going to shove one in her face right now]

Do not vote for Tavros Nitram for homecoming court.

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[thwack. Rose is able to prevent herself from making an undignified noise at being assaulted by the flyer, although when she peels it away from her face her expression is pretty irritated.

...huh. never seen someone who looked like that before. it wasn't any worse than the imps, though, so for the moment she files it away for a later question and decides to address her new literature]

I see that politics is alive and well. Is there any particular reason I should wield the power of democracy in order to bring about this individual's social downfall?

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[He'd just about turned away when the question came, and it was phrased in such an eloquent manner that he couldn't just ignore it.]

[He tosses his head and folds his arms over his chest, crumpling the remainders of his flyers in the process]

Would you prefer the expanded or abridged version? Because frankly, I could go one for hours about why I feel that confrontational piece of riff-raff does not deserve the title of Prince.

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

If you could find it within your power to rest somewhere in the middle I would greatly appreciate it. Having just been uprooted from my previous universe I find that the sooner I can put my finger on the pulse of this establishment the better, even for something so small as a homecoming election.

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

There are many here who have suffered such a gross upheaval of their lives, myself included. But at least you will have the benefit of being among the majority.

I am Equius Zahhak, previously a noble of the planet Alternia, and currently one of the other candidates for the Homecoming Court. Aside from being my rival in this venture, Tavros Nitram is a rude, incorrigible ruffian lacking in any sort of social grace. He will attempt to deceive you with his open and enthusiastic ways, but the truth is, he is irreverent and arrogant, presuming that he is owed respect simply for existing without bothering to do anything to earn it.

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[ W e l p. ]

Uh... right.

[Small pause. There is no fidgeting. He's just trying to think of how to go about this. Since it seems like Rose is from way before and he has no plans of bringing up the death of their guardians, especially if that hasn't happened yet.]

What's the last thing you remember?

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

I was about to alchemize some useful weapons after playing dress-up like a good little girl who just came into possession of a magic clothes maker. I'm assuming there's some events I've missed from your perspective? [flat look. you better tell her everything or she will find someone else who will, John]

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

[she blinks, picking out the familiar planet name. wasn't that where those 'trolls' had claimed to be from?

...oh. oh wait. things are starting to make sense again.]

In short, an overconfident egomaniac long overdue for some karmic cutting down to size? I'm acquainted with someone like that myself and must commend you for such a pure crusade to have embarked upon; having taken up the sword and shield for this same cause many times before I can assure you that victory is indeed a gratifying experience.

Should I be on the lookout for more flyers of an opposing nature to be thrust into my face as I continue my walk? I'd like to be able to preserve my poor face from any more abuse.

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[He blinks for a second trying to think where in time she was talking about. It kind of sucks that for a bit he really lost track of the others to go do his own thing. He frowns in thought.]

Is that before or after you went all magical-seer-of-all-things on me?

[bookshrew.livejournal.com]

I've always been a magical seer of all things, if my leet-speaking counterpart is to be believed. Unfortunately your point of reference has flown over my head, which may be more helpful in pinpointing my place on the timeline than first thought.

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Wow, if that doesn't ring any kind of bells then she was from really far back. Which, he guessed in their world was a matter of hours rather than days or something. It was hard to believe that Sburb barely took up a day in their world when he'd been in this place for over two months.]

Oh wow. So. Probably before I found the lab in the Veil... Maybe around the time I visited your planet?

[He was mostly talking to himself, trying to figure this out in his head.]