Wash Saloon

Brief Title:
WS

Characters:
Thimble Manifold

Scene Runner/Watcher:

IC Date:
03/02/13

Location:
Student laundry Room

Summary:
Washing day

Social or Plot:

TS:
No

Log:
Thimble is doing her laundry, which means she has one backpack full of laundry for a washing machine that could easily wash triple that. Having not too many clothes results in that. More frequent washing and smaller laundry chores. Not too nature friendly.

David sighs, carrying down a large hamper into the laundry room. He heads over to the first empty machine and starts loading laundry into it, mostly without regard to color, except to leave red out.

Thimble is almost done putting her stuff in, looking at her little stuff in the machine and then the hamper David stuffs into his. "The green will bleed." she just sais as she notices a new shirt in his mass, filling some of the cleaning agent into her machine.

David shrugs. "Don't care that much. I'm more worried about the red bleeding," he says. "It's not exactly like I dress to impress anyone. One of my best friends is blind, so...." In contrast with his lackadaisical attitude towards colors bleeding, he carefully measures out the quantity of detergent, and sets the washing machine for the appropriate settings for the load.

Janie ponders about what he said, knowing only one "Ruth." she contemplates eventually. "The only blind student I know." No word about the fact that she is supposed to be her teammate in the new mutants.

Janie ponders about what he said, knowing only one "Ruth." she contemplates eventually. "The only blind student I know." No word about the fact, that she is supposed to be her teammate in the new mutants.

David nods, and hefts the nearly empty hamper. "She made me this for Christmas. I think it's the first Christmas present I've ever gotten."

Janie lifts an eyebrow. "the hamper?" sure, she totally /made/ it. well, nevermind. She had not got a christmas present for the last 11 years. Including the last year. The downside of being an orphan, having no family and being the new one.

David nods. "The hamper. I got her a CD," he explains. He presses start on the washing machine, and takes a seat on a table. "I also picked up a Braille shirt as a joke. It made her laugh."

Janie nods, pulling a notebook from her backpack to work on an assignment "I guess. She did not foresee it?"

Janie nods as she scribbles something in her book. She didn't got his name, but that didn't bothered her. "She poked in my life." she just remarks, giving not too much info about how she did.

"Heh." He pulls a book out of his pocket, flips it open to the bookmark, and starts reading. "Poked in your life. Kinda sounds like she walked in with a knitting needle."

"Huh. Been 'killed' before. Hurts like hell," David replies.

Janie lifts an eyebrow but resumes her studies. "She said something about camp." she mutters.

Janie lifts an eyebrow but resumes her studies. "She said something about camp." she mutters.

David shakes his head, and turns a page. "No idea,"

Janie shakes her head as she mutteres a "nevermind". Then she tries to calculate an equitation out. "hate math."

"Want some help with it? I'm not bad at math," David replies.

Janie looks at him then down at her notebooks "differential equitation." she mutters, pointing on them

David shrugs. "So.. What exactly is the problem you're having?"

Janie points on the sheets "can't get the distinctive polynomial for this one."

Janie points on the sheets "can't get the destinctive polynom for this one."

David looks at the girl curiously. "Are you making things up? I've heard of 'Differential equations', but I haven't heard the term 'destinctive polynom' before."

Janie sighs "they say I shall get it via polynom division. Something like (l-1)(l-2)(l-3) is that polynom searched..."

"Never mind. Must be something I haven't learned yet," He lies down on the table again, and returns to reading his book.

Janie nods, eying her sheets as she tries to solve the equitation. None of them had told each other the names yet...

"So you know Ruth then, eh? I'm David."

Janie looks up from her papers a second "Janie." no more words needed.

"Nice to meet you," David says, still staring at his book.

- - - Fade to black - - -

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