Room 204 [afternoon]

[momslilassassin]

"Last load," Ben said from behind a pile of metal. "Think we could start our own branch of Stark's right here in the room?"

His side of his new room was already neatly organized--not that he had much that wasn't droid parts--and he was talking mostly to hide his nerves.

Given the room's other occupant, he wasn't sure why he was even trying.

[OOC: For the roommate, and then open!]

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[momslilassassin]

Ben grinned. "I don't think I've ever seen a...slasher film," he admitted, "but there's a movie theater in town."

[furnaceface]

//They're brainless and gory, mate.// Jono was doing about the closest thing he could manage to a smile, now. Something that pulled his cheeks upward and half-touched his eyes. //Some crazy bloke with a knife or a chainsaw or whatever, just hacking apart whoever he bloody well pleases. They're ridiculous.//

And that was why Jono enjoyed them, yes.

[momslilassassin]

"And completely unrealistic?" Ben checked. He'd seen people really hacked apart.

[furnaceface]

//I'm pretty certain that when they actually bother with blood, they're just using strawberry jam, mate.//

Jono was from the mid-90s. His favourite slasher films were from the early 80s. Realism had nothing to do with anything at all.

[momslilassassin]

Relief flashed in Ben's eyes. "In that case, we should definitely find one to see. Maybe after this first week is over."

[furnaceface]

//Sounds like a plan to me,// Jonothon agreed, noting that flash of relief with a bit of relief of his own. //A little bit of self-congratulations for making it through the first week of classes with our sanity intact.//

[momslilassassin]

"For given value of sanity," Ben replied.

[furnaceface]

//Sanity or whatever most closely resembles it, then,// Jono amended, laughing a little. The laugh carried the same as his voice did, even if it never did feel quite right without putting his body into it.