Second floor common room

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue wanders into the second floor common room, carrying a notebook, a pen, a copy of the Weekly Tentacle, and a large cup of iced tea. She starts scribbling notes in the margin of the paper, obviously attempting to get the extra credit Prof. Jerusalem promised to anyone who got an article in the paper. "Mindraped? If that was mindrape, what do you call what happens to me every time I fucking touch someone?" she mutters angrily. "Stupid newspaper doesn't know what the hell it's talking about. Since he or she is so oblivious to what's happening, this shouldn't be too hard."

While she is busy, it's obvious that Rogue wouldn't mind some company or a distraction. Otherwise, she could have studied just fine in her own room.

[[OOC: I'll be leaving for appx an hour at 6 CDT, but will be back after that.]]

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[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue shrugs, fiddling with her pencil. "Actually, somewhat similar. I had a run-in with our whacky psych professor, and well, I've been having nightmares since." She frowns. "But, on the bright side, I think that she's going to be able to help me soon." Her voice is noticably brighter, and she smiles.

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

*smiles, genuinely, without an ounce of sarcasm, just at the brightening of her voice*

*shuffles feet a bit* So yeah.. why I came searching for you. Wanted to get here first to ask you if you had a date to homecoming yet.

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue looks shocked, but happy. "No, I don't have a date to homecoming." She smiles, feeling a little coy. "Any particular reason you're askin'?"

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

To make sure I don't get someone's fist in my face when I say this:

Rogue will you go to homecoming with me?

*grins again, hopeful*

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue's smile is huge, and her voice reflects it. "Of course I will!" she nearly shouts. "Er, I mean, I thought you'd never ask." She giggles, like, well, like a highschool girl.

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

Great. Great. *is all twitchy and excited now* We've got time to work out the details.

And oh, yeah. I'll apologize in advance for whatever I wear. I think I'll get McGuyver to help me with that. I don't trust Jayne's taste. You know.. in case you want to wear a matching catsuit dress.

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

The catsuit goes UNDER the dress. It makes it easier later.

"Yeah, we have some time." She giggles, "Well, the theme is 80s, and I have a strange feeling that Mac might be able to help in that department."

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

Yeah.. But I draw the line at a duct tape tuxedo.

Anyway, Jayne said you were intent on something sitting here, and I don't want to keep you from that.

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"Eh, it's extra credit. It's just something to do to avoid studying for my language classes." She shakes her head, "I'm doin' awful in languages. Polish and French I have down, but Hebrew? Blech."

She shuffles some papers around, clearly trying to get up the nerve to say something. "Um, about that date? I mean, do you still want to go? Coffee or something?"

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

Yeah... that coffee date. And the movie date when they finally get rid of the horror stuff.

I'm free whenever. Tomorrow... tonight?

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"I dunno, is it too late for tonight?"

[[OOC: Sorry for the AFK, computer flipped OUT, so yeah it's hopefully fixed now. But probably not.]]

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

I'm all yours. At least until curfew. What time is it?

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"Um, I'm not really sure. I guess the time zone here's the same as at my old school, but I never wear a watch." She smirks, amused, "It clashes with the gloves."