*Heads towards Crichton's room....*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Hey, John

*leans against the doorframe*

I missed the game last night... don't suppose you could tell me about it?

*is wearing a more revealing top than usual*

Comments

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

_{[ooc: your top is a 404 :> ]}

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Damnit *uploads self and changes link*]

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Well I guess I can figure out why you didn't want to commit to 'dating' kawalsky now.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*smiles sweetly*

I like to keep my options open

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

If I weren't a gentleman, I might say that...

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *dies*]

*smacks John around the back of his head - again*

Well at least I've got some

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

*punches her in the arm* (so not above hitting a girl who deserves it)

And I consider being a.) discreet and b.) discriminating a virtue.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*narrows eyes but resists the urge to punch him back*

Oh, honey, I think you'll find that you're a rariety in this school.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

You know, I'm seeing that. It's pretty astounding... no wonder the clinic has a bottomless bowl of condoms out.

A case of chlyamidia could make land speed records around here!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

I didn't need the condoms last night ;)

Well, at least they're prepared. It's better than my last high school

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

I think that may have been more info than I needed. But thanks for sharing.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*smiles angelically* You're welcome

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

The game?

*averts eyes from skimpy top*

Sure. Tight game. Two good defenses. Defensive struggle throughout. Some bigs hits.

*blinks*

It was a good game.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*smiles sweetly*

Cool. Hey, did you see the Jell-O around earlier? I picked some up and escaped study hall with it, if you wanna share?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Jell-O? I must've missed the jello because I was studying so hard.

Share? Um, sure. It's not poisoned, is it?

*looks sweet*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*laughs* No, not poisoned.

Come along; I can show you where the wall used to be until last night.

Did you hear the demolition? As you spent all of last night in your room?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*stops worrying about being poisoned*

Okay. Lead away.

Actually, after the game, I got a voicemail that Aeryn was sick and that I should go sit with her. I was with her the whole night after the game. She's my alibi!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*leads on back to what is now Suite 239/240*

Aww, yeah, I heard about that. How's she doing?

*The Jell-O is sitting out on the desk, covered by a piece of notebook paper to make sure no dust gets in it*

*hands the one on the right, and a spoon to John*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

I think she's all right. Haven't seen her much today because I've been studying and all. I hope she's all right.

Yum! Red is my favorite kind too. Thanks!

*digs in*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'm sharing this suite with her now. I've not really been back here much today... spent the night upstairs snuggling with Janet to keep out of the way.

*yawns* Which explains why I'm so tired today. You're looking really tired too, John.

*watches his eyelids start to droop*

I guess you were up late sitting with Aeryn, huh? I hope you've not caught what she's got...

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Sharing, huh? *yawns* Well, I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other then.

*eyelids droop dramatically omg*

I wasn't up that late. I actually fell asleep beside her. I shouldn't be so tired. *eats more Jello* This is still good.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*nods*

*places her own Jello to one side and moves to crouch in front of John giving him a fantastic view down her top omg!

Hey, do you want to lie down on my bed for a bit and take a nap?

*takes nearly-empty Jello dish from his hand and helps him lie down*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*BOOBIES OMG*

*slurring*

Sure. Uh, just for a bit. Don't let me sleep too long. I've got class or a job or a game or something. And don't eat my jello.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*pats his check gently, and tucks him in*

*watches for a minute to make sure that he is asleep*

*smiles conspiricially evilly*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*snores*

*drools on Elizabeth's sheets*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*hangs up phone and looks across and sighs*

I wonder if I can persuade him that he has to wash these...