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Boys' BunkroomChaos with holey curtains with unusual stains on them...*you poke your head into what should be the boys bunkroom and are immediately assaulted with...mess* *clothes, papers, people, and general Stuff is scattered everywhere, and what -is- that stain on the curtains?* Temper: *standing over his bunk* *going through some things* Beak: *standing near the window, working through an imaginary game of hockey* Freckles: *goes tearing past you out the door, shrieking at the top of his lungs* Temper: *looks up as Freckles leaves* *laughs* *notices you* *raises an eyebrow but doesn't say anything right away* Gavin: *is reading, or trying to read, a book on his bunk* *glances over and raises an eyebrow* Looking around our bunkroom? You're braver than I thought... *you nod* *...is that a frog hopping around there?* Temper: *laughs at that* *turns back to his bunk* *finally pulls out what he was looking for* Ah-ha. *sits down* *tosses the ball in the air, catching it easily* Quiet, ain't ya? *grins* *leans back on one elbow* Gavin: *yes, it is* *nods to Temper* Yep... maybe we're scarin' 'em. *you mention that it's more that stain that's scaring you, honestly* Gavin: *eyes the stain* *huh... where'd that come from?* Temper: *grins* *looks back at the stain* *then grins mischievously* You know we don't know exactly what -that's- from. Beak: *stops, mid-swing, and looks over his shoulder* *puts his stick down, a little sheepish* Oh. Heya, how long's everyone been standing there? Temper: *looks at Beak* Awhile.. *motions with his hand* You were just out there somewhere... *grins* Beak: *grins, still embarrassed, but comes closer to the forming group* It happens. *nods toward you* Who's this? *insert your name here* *maybe you should start carrying a sign or something with your name on it* Beak: *holds out his hand, subconsciously holding his stick behind his back, out of everyone's reach* I'm Beak. Welcome to the House. Temper: *nods in greeting* *doesn't really feel like moving* I'm Temper, nice to meet'cha. Gavin: *watches introductions* You met me... oh, and over there not talking is Firefly *points to him* and well... the frog is Buster *points to the frog* *can't quite bring himself to say "Baby Buster"* Firefly: *is on his bunk with his hat pulled over his eyes* *grunts* Temper: *continues to toss the ball* *glances at Gavin then back at you* I'd stay away from the frog though...
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