Mauvaise Chance Office/Lobby, Wednesday Afternoon [2/21]

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Xander could be found in front of the computer terminal at the front desk, reading and re-reading the instructions on how to program the holosuite, and wondering if the eye-glazing would happen slower if he had two working ones to share the load.

A box full of Things He Picked Up Over The Years And Never Really Expected To Be Able To Deliver ^TM could be found behind the desk, since he'd finally sorted his way into the boxes from home that contained those. Some of them belonged to employee-types; the rest, he figured he'd find opportunities to get them to people sooner or later.

The Why Yes, There Is A Carpenter In Town Guy With Tools signs, still glittery but now weather-protected with a bit of cling-wrap, could still be found on the front door and in the lobby.
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[OOC: Open for anybody, resident, employee or just wandering past.]

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[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

After seeing to some routine duties at the school, Fraser made his way into town and pushed opened the doors of the apartment complex. Seeing who was behind the counter made him smile.

"No more dormitories for you?"

[C'mon, I had to!]

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Xander looked up from the computer screen. Whoa, hi, Hot Mountie. "Whoa, hi, hot--" *headkeyboard* "Constable Fraser."

Always good to know some things never changed.

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

The word 'hot' confused hum but he thought it might've just been Xander thinking he was someone else briefly.

"Mr. Harris," he said, nodding. "It's been a long time aside from this weekend."

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"Hot... in here. I mean. I should turn down the---" Never let it be said that Xander Harris let something as trivial as the other person completely not noticing his foot-in-mouth syndrome stop him from continuing to gnaw on his own ankle. At least he was aware of it, these days? He facepalmed a bit and stopped himself, managing to laugh. "Long time, yeah. Really long time. You're still allowed to call me Xander, though."

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"Xander, then," he said, walking over to the counter. "Did your time away treat you well?"

He'd noticed the eyepatch but wasn't going to ask outright.

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Xander figured; it wasn't exactly a subtle change. He tapped the strap. "Some days were better than others, obviously. A lot of it was good, though."

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"That's always good to hear," Fraser said. "I'm sure you were missed by many here. And you came back just in time to be turned into a child with a frog for the weekend."

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"Can't say I'm sorry about that one. I forgot how much fun it was." Xander grinned. "Which you and Dief got to find out firsthand, huh."

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

Dief, who'd been walking around the lobby of MCA quietly, picked his head up upon hearing his name and started wagging his tail.

"I'd actually forgotten what being a child felt like," Fraser admitted. "It was odd to say the least. But, I can agree with you in that it was very much fun."

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"You were really cute." Xander coughed and peered over the edge of the counter. "Dief."

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Fraser smiled. "I'm sure Diefenbaker will let that go to his head. How have you been since you've been back? Settling all right?"

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"Well, I suddenly own a building." Xander gestured at the lobby. "That's new. So yeah, no more dorms for me. Which is probably good because you'd be escorting me out of them if I were there," he pointed out.

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

"You're the owner of this building?" Fraser looked around, nodding. "Congratulations. How is building ownership?"

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Sometime after Spy Tech (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/1252870.html) but before cheerleading practice (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/1008786.html), D'anna went for a long, aimless walk in town.

Eventually she saw a glittery sign and her imagination was captured.

She poked her head in, "...hello?"

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And Xander was just about enough over the whoa, Hot Mountie befiddlement to actually look up when somebody opened the door. "Hey, c'mon in. Looking for a--- D?"

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

"XANDER!" D squeed laughed. "I'm not looking for anything much. An 'Oh My Gods! Hello!' hug maybe?"

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Xander came out from behind the counter to give her a hug. "Pick a god, any god?"

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"I'll take the Moirae (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fates) for a thousand, for bringing you back here." D'anna came the rest of the way inside and met him in glompy hugdom. "Hi you."

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"I was brought back by eel gods? Here I thought it was a Honda."

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

"Do eels even have gods?" D loosened her hug-grip. "And what's a honda?"

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"It's a car. With not a lot of leg-room in the back seat." Xander grinned at her. "How've you been, D?"

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"Not too bad." She smiled. "And you?"

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Xander laughed. "Uh. This week? Or during the last six years?"

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

"Any? All? Everything? Ummmm." D realized that would present a possible breathing difficulty. "Highlights with heavy focus on now and possible sound bite explaining the Barbossa impression?"

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"This week I went to sleep five and woke up twenty-six and engaged in possibly-illegal snuggling with my ex who's now nine years younger than me, had coffee with Alanna's daughter, and got told by my Slayer that I should get laid soon so she can stop being bored." He paused for that breath. "Before that I spent six years stuck in my own dimension, learned how to make buildings, didn't quite graduate from college because we destroyed my home town, and had somebody poke my eye out. Mostly in that order except for the poking."