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"This week's movie is sort of a holdover from Halloween," Peter said. "Horror movies are traditional. This one's a classic, a bit older than the other ones we've been seeing, but really well known and influential. The director was famous for suspenseful movies, and this is one of his most famous. Enjoy."

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Murderously!

Kaidan

Fenris

Amaya Blackstone

Fjord

Liam Kincaid

Enjoy the popcorn and leftover Halloween candy that was half off!

Kaidan arrived for movie night fully clothed. When he walked through the door into the room, his outer garments all disappeared and left him standing there clad only in his boxers.

Thankfully, they were the kind that were built to go under space marine armor and looked more like spandex bike shorts than underwear.

Kaidan glanced down with a startled blink and then just sighed. "Goddamnit, not again."

"Seriously," said Amaya, "my washboard is broken. Can I do my laundry on your abs?"

Don't...mind her, Kaidan. Seriously, dont. Amaya had become fully mired in NPC mode, restricted to the same lines of dialogue to be repeated again and again, and that one actual line in her database just happened to actually fit some kind of context.

The fact that she'd said anything without being prompted first, of course, was definitely a glitch on her glitch.

Kaidan blinked several times and then tilted his head at Amaya. "Um, gonna go with no, because that involves soap and .. Yeah, gonna go with no, Amaya. You feeling ok?"

"Come on!" Amaya said, teasingly jovial. "At least let me sharpen these boots on those calves."

She waved said boot that she thought was in her hand for emphasis.

There...was no boot.

Oh, she was going to love this in the morning...

"Sharpen... a boot? On my calves?" Kaidan asked with some serious side-eye at the nothing she was waving around. "Gonna also go with a hard nope for that one. Island's being wacky all over you too, huh?"

Eyes a little wide, Amaya jumped slightly, looking with feigned shock at her...empty hand. "What, these?" she asked, and tried to laugh it off. "Of course not." She threw her arm back, releasing the invisible boot out of her grip, tossing it away. "He's just a friend...

"I admit to nothing," she concluded fiercely, hands on her hips stubbornly.

Kaidan gave a long, slow blink. That last part, at least, was much more the Amaya he knew.

"Ah.. are you talking about me? Or.. some.. other..friend?"

"Don't--" It would seem that Amaya had intended to interrupt Kaidan there, but was a little late on the beat, narrowing her eyes as she folded her arms in front of her and glared, "-say it!"

Yeah, it'd probably be best to just let the cut scene run its natural course at this point, because it would likely do just that whether Kaidan was there or not.

Kaidan sighed and crossed his arms over his bare chest in return, tapping a foot and just waiting.

Amaya, in return, seemed to be waiting for a set amount of time to pass and, when it did, she let out a faint groan, a fist meeting her forehead lightly. "Ah, zards," she murmured, "I'd tell you to think before you speak, but we all know that's not the Amaya way."

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Kaidan eyed her. He wasn't sure that was actually Amaya talking or whether it was another of her weird speech things.

Well, for all of Kaidan's uncertain (and most of all silent) eyeing, Amaya certainly seemed to be listening...to...someone, and didn't seem to impressed with what she was...'hearing.'

"Hold your snutes, Muscles," she finally said, and was it really that surprising how she managed to get launched into this particular dialogue cycle? "You....came in...here..." Her finger darted out accusingly, "to ask me....about the mushy stuff?!?"

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Now he knew she wasn't talking to him. There was no way in hell he was ever talking mushy stuff with Amaya. She hated it, he was uncomfortable with it; it was kind of a bedrock of their friendship.

"Muscles?" he asked with amusement. "Muscles?"

Fenris arrived and was both baffled and amused by some of the things he'd witnessed on the way to movie night. The buildings suddenly floating because the ground underneath them went transparent. Some beast of burden with its legs partly through a rooftop, lowing in distress. People doing silly walks or suddenly abrupt turns that they hadn't seemed to initiate on their own.

He had no idea what was going on. He was only glad it didn't seem to be personally affecting him at the moment.

The corner of the room was not a forge, obviously. But, for some reason, despite her best efforts to go get snacks in preparation for the movie, Amaya kept ending up in the corner of the room, slightly bent down, her arm working in a swinging motion as if hammering down on a sword that was clearly not in her hands. But the ping, ping, ping ringing of the hammer on steel still seemed to follow each strike...though not quite in sync with the movement.

She sighed, managing to pull herself away for a moment longer before she was right back at it again.

"I've heard of muscle memory before," she murmured, "but this is ridiculous."

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Fjord was a little out of sorts today, what with the island being... whatever the island was being. Every time he held out his hand to reach for something, he'd summon his falchion instead, which was good and inconvenient, given the sheer number of things one might want to reach for during the course of any given day.

He'd wanted a bowl of popcorn.

What he got was a splash of seawater and a barnacle-encrusted sword. Again.

"Come on," he muttered. "I just want to eat today."

In reply, the popcorn bowl started sliding randomly to the left, across the table, into thin air, and through the wall.

"I'd ask how you were doing," Liam commented, "but I feel like the answer is somewhat obvious."

Fjord made a faintly disgruntled face as he dismissed his sword - again - and turned a glance Liam's way.

"There's food in front of me," he informed him, "it's just going to stay there unless I go for it face-first."

A pause.

"Or unless the rest of it flies off, too. At this point, I'm not sure which'll happen first."

It wasn't as though he hadn't gone full days without eating before, granted.

"What if I handed something to you?" Liam wondered, watching that sword disappear with a curious look.

Fjord considered that question carefully for a moment, and then grimaced a little.

"I'd say it's worth testing, but you might get wet," he cautioned. And then paused. "Or stabbed."

It was not a small sword.

Well, the first thing wasn't a huge deal. The second... "I can move fast," Liam said with a shrug.

"Just so long as you don't get stuck in the floor on the way," Fjord pointed out.

He was mildly concerned that he'd accidentally kill someone today, yes.

"... Right," Liam grimaced, glancing over to where the chicken-cow had disappeared. "Well, here goes," he said, picking up a bowl of popcorn and holding it out near Fjord.

"Here goes," Fjord agreed, shrugging and reaching out to take the bowl. Just like every other time, once his hand opened there was a splash of water as the sword started to manifest itself.

Unlike every other time, the moment the water hit the popcorn bowl, it froze in mid-air, sword half-visible, both flickering in and out of visibility, but never quite progressing all the way.

Fjord tried to pull his arm back.

"Uh."

And now he was stuck that way.

"For the last time," Liam told the chicken that had followed him in to the classroom, "While I understand that it's upsetting, I can't actually arrest someone for eating a chicken burger. That they purchased fair and square."

The chicken just... mooed angrily at him, before turning in to a cow and then vanishing through the floor.

It's a classic!

He's here!

This was a Jeopardy thing a little while back. Something about which classic film scene used a Playboy model, a melon, and chocolate sauce.

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