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[b][right]Communal Kitchen // Edge Tower // Seattle
[sup]19:05HRS Local Time[/sup][/right][/b]

Conor took a sip of the tea, relishing in the taste as he did so. He smiled at CeCe from behind his mug as she entered, offering everyone else a curt nod as they entered. With the exception maybe of Vincent, who came bursting through the fridge with his middle fingers up. To him Conor just rolled his eyes. Once 'Dandy' had entered the fray he kept a cautious eye on the alien as he sat sipping his cup of tea. He reached to the tray of biscuits and picked one up, taking a bite off it as he allowed the chaos around the room to continue. Focusing on Eilidh, he chuckled slightly as she looked at him deadpan asking if he noticed the power had went out.

"I know I'm from the sticks in Ireland hen, but I do notice the difference when the powers out." He watched as people started to trickle out of the room, the promise of a movie night taking them to new pastures. He was never that interested in the idea behind movies, or TV. He hadn't grown up with either of them and frankly, he didn't have time for them. The time these non-magi spent infront of a screen was ridiculous. As much as he liked CeCe these days she was one of the most chronically afflicted. She didn't seem happy unless she had her smartphone in her hands. She had once passed comment about updating Conor 'to the modern age' but he had promptly shut that down. 

His phone sent texts, it made calls. That's all he needed. 

As people began to trickle out of the room he smiled at Eilidh, force of habit more than anything. "So you goin' to go listen in to this film then? I'm naw, if you fancy the company that is." 

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[b]Interacting directly with:[/b] Eilidh [@Stormflyx]
[b]Interacting indirectly with:[/b] Everyone in the communal kitchen.