Outside Room 239

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::knocks on the door of room #239, totally embarassed she forgot entirely about meeting up with notcalledlizzie::

Heh, um, Elizabeth? You in?

::waits nervously, hoping no one accosts her about yesterday's incident::

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*opens door*

Cally!!

Biology! Coffee!

*steps to the side*

Come on in!

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::stands for a minute, totally sure that notcalledlizzie has exceeded her exclamation point quota in a mere four statements::

Wow, are you normally this perky?

::enters the room::

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

Adrenalin rush; I've been out at the shooting range.

I'm actually against most violence, but I do like firing practise. It reminds me of my dad.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Why does time at a firing suddenly sound appealing? Weird.

Your dad? Was he in the military?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Because shooting things can be very stress relieving?

Yeah, he was a navy pilot, until he got shot down in 'Nam. Then he became a lawyer, and later a politician

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

((ooc: Um, was that supposed to all be crossed out?))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *headdesk* no! screwed up tags! Reposts]

Because shooting things can be very stress relieving?

Yeah, he was a navy pilot, until he got shot down in 'Nam. Then he became a lawyer, and later a politician

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Wow, guess you've got some pretty important 'rents back home.

::looks a little ashamed for a moment::

So, biology and coffee?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*shrugs* It never seemed that way. I guess it's what you're used to.

Sure.

[ooc: I'll set up a post in townies in a minute... unless you get there first *g*]