Date Night...

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana was feeling itchy...but not in a physical sense. There was a prickling sensation that kept running up and down all of her senses and it made her want to dive into Limbo until it passed.

But she couldn't do that.

There was something about to come down and she had too many people she cared about at the school.

She decided to go hang out with James as was the plan. She had been looking forward to it, and that way, she'd be on hand to protect him if he needed it.

She went down to his floor and knocked on his door.

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[conathon.livejournal.com]

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana was fighting to control her temper but her emotions and the itchiness on all of her senses all day was starting to get to her. She growled and then kissed James, before pulling him from the wall and shoving him towards his bed.

"You think I don't want to stay here with you? You think I want to go out there and die?! I would rather stay with you, but fuck, I can't. Beka and Callisto and so many others are being atacked by zombies...ZOMBIES James!! I don't even know if I can survive a zombie attack. I don't want to die, but I have to try to help." Her voice drops and it becomes a whisper. "I have to do something to make up for the things i've done in my life."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

"I love you, you jerk." Illyana looked at him in confusion. "Nicotine-swings?"

[conathon.livejournal.com]

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana was processing his words as quickly as she could. "So...you're being a jerk because you haven't had a cigarette in three days? Con man...meaning you like to play with the affections of women and then drop them when you get what you want." Illyana looks at him, pondering something. "I keep learning more and more from you...Sawyer."



((*grins* These two are so funny.))

[conathon.livejournal.com]

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

"And what were you planning on using me to get to?" Withou thinking about it she reaches into her leather jacket and makes it look like she's rummaging for something in her pocket. An unopened pack of cigarettes sails through the air and bounces off of his chest as she waits for a response.


{{OOC: She was going to before all of this happened. *grins* }}

[conathon.livejournal.com]

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

She watched him, wanting to shake her head. All he would have had to do was tell her he wanted cigarettes. "So what was I then, a distraction?"



((OOC: Night, hun.))

[conathon.livejournal.com]

[thedarkchylde.livejournal.com]

Illyana looked at him.

"Why didn't you tell me you needed those cigarettes? I could have gotten them for you."

[conathon.livejournal.com]