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Aeryn Sun ([personal profile] can_be_more) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2005-09-17 09:07 pm

Saturday night

It's been a rough day.

Not wanting to beat things up for once, and not wanting to run into anyone she knows in town (especially since she knows John is there), Aeryn decides to go for a walk on the school grounds.

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
Archie notices Aeryn walking by and starts to call out to her, but as he notices the tension in her body language he hesitates, unsure of the reception he might get.

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
Archie's used to this reaction by now, so he just chuckles a little bit. "Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not Lee. Merely his double -- which is not at all uncommon here. Midshipman Kennedy, or Archie if you will."

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
((You up for an interruption of a badly beaten Beka sort? Janet and she are probably on the way to the clinic, unles Beka protests))

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
He nods. "British Royal Navy. I don't know how much you know about Earth history, but I hail from the period known as the Napoleonic Wars, at the very beginning of the nineteenth century." A brief, assessing glance at Aeryn, long enough to get an impression without seeming insolent. "You seem to have a military air about you as well."

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
(OOC: Was thinking more of a wander by and some interaction between Beka and Aeryn then out. Seems fitting.)

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Archie tilts his head slightly, trying to remember this particular detail. "I'm not entirely certain. To be frank, I never thought to ask, but I believe it is the early twenty-first?"

[identity profile] actingltcrumpet.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, it's very strange," he answers. "When I was told a sojourn here would broaden my horizons, I confess I never anticipated they would have to become quite this broad! The notion of people from other worlds doesn't yet rest well with me, though I am making an effort. Is it less difficult for you?"

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
(OOC: On our way. Will be new thread in this post.)
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2005-09-18 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
(OOC: *waves* You making the post, then?)

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
Beka's trying not to lean on Janet as they slowly make their way...somewhere. Janet's directing her, and she hopes it's to her room. Her roommates may kill her, but at least she can sleep.

When she looks up, blinking into focus, she sees maybe the last person she wanted to see besides Cam. Aeryn.

She tries to turn away, but Janet's still walking. When she catches Aeryn's eye, finally, she looks bruised. And that hurts. "Sun."

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
(OOC: *smooches* Aeryn's already got a thread going. Need the link? I just posted and you're more or less steering me somewhere.)
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2005-09-18 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
This is going to hurt both of them, and not physically. Janet pauses, and tries not to notice the hurt in each woman's eyes.

"Aeryn," says Janet calmly. "Hey."

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing I didn't want." The words are bitter, but she's not mad at Aeryn. She wishes she knew how to tell her she was sorry.
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2005-09-18 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Camulus," Janet says, spitting his name out like it's filthy. "The bastard."

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-09-18 05:30 am (UTC)(link)
She swivels her head, and regrets it instantly. Her head swims. "It's not his fault. No matter what it looked like. I called him."

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