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He'd finished the last of the upgrades he had planned for his bike's engine (for now), cleaned up his workspace, and dumped the grease stained rags he'd used in the laundry before grabbing a bottle of water out of the engineering common room's fridge. He was just chugging the last of it down when he heard someone else come in and turned to the door.

"Hey, Tony." He grinned, quick and easy, and lobbed his now empty bottle at the recycling. He was a heck of a lot more comfortable and relaxed here, hair disheveled and grease smeared across one cheek, than he'd ever been decked out in the height of fashion and trailing around after Bobby and Kitty in Paris over the weekend. Not that he hadn't had fun, it had been a blast and he wouldn't trade it for much of anything, but this was his element. "Working on anything interesting?"

Who: Santo and Petra
When: 2/27, midafternoon
Where: Outside the dorms
What: Meet up and chat about rocks, hats and powers.

( Well, I don’t know of any knitting needles that could stand up to rock, but... )

Anna turned onto her mother's street, doing a quick search for street parking. Not surprisingly, there was none. It was still relatively early on a Monday, and there were as many cars parked in the area because their owners were at work as there were people who lived nearby. She and Piotr had skipped out on their regular Monday gym time to head into the city so she could pick up something she'd ordered before her mother had a chance to decide she needed to open it.

"I'm pretty sure my mom's out of town." She pulled up to the garage door and glanced over at Piotr. "Not that it would be bad if she wasn't, but just as a general note." Shrugging, she pulled into the garage and into an empty space.