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In the 2nd floor common room...

River perches patiently on a chair arm, with a determined scowl on her face.

Gorram zombies. Gorram gory aftermaths. Gorram two-day DVD rentals.

Everything was prepared. Again. Half a dozen two-liter bottles of soda, napkins, and a bowl of tortilla chips and salsa stood on the table in the back of the room. The DVDs -- Better Off Dead, Real Genius, Fast Times at Ridgemont High, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Risky Business, License to Drive, The Breakfast Club, Weird Science, 16 Candles, Heathers, and a handful of others that had looked promising -- were laid out on the end table between the comfortable chair and the sofa.

Now all I need is some guests. And possibly some alcohol. If no-one shows, I'm definitely not going to go through this sober.

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Marty walks up to the party also looking for distraction and sees Angela.

Feeling guilty he sits on the other side of the room.

Alanna glances at Marty, follows his eyes to Angela, and mentaly sighs. Just my luck.

Marty waves at Alanna with a friendly smile.

"How's the campaign going? If you want I can go get coffee and we can continue our truce?"

Alanna tries not to smile so as not to jolt her cheek. "Coffee is good."

Marty smiles leaves and returns ten minutes later with two cups of coffee.

"I wasn't sure if you wanted cream or sugar. So I swiped these from the cafeteria." he says handing over packets of sugar and powdered creamer along with her coffee."

"Ooh, thanks!" Alanna sips her cup carefully. "So, um, how's your campaign going?"

Marty shrugs.

"Not entirely sure. I've got some radio spots going and some posters up, some of which were vandalized today but I haven't done any real polls. I know I have at least maybe two votes. Number 6 and I are talking about working together as kind of our own ticket like you are doing with your group. Who knows how that's going to work."

Marty takes a sip of his coffee.

"How about you? You didn't get that bruise from campaigning did you?"

"Nah, sheer bad luck on that one. I need to start working on the posters."

Marty nods.

"Are you going to be doing any radio commericals? Barbossa's taking them you know."

"Yeah, I will. When's the election again? Did they ever announce a date?"

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oatmanspatient.livejournal.com - 2005-09-28 03:10 (UTC) - Expand

Angela notices Marty come in and gives him half a smile. It says both "it's okay" and "let's not talk about it right now."

And then she forces herself to look back at the TV screen.

"Marty! Hi!" River amicably waves hello, gesturing with an empty shot glass. "Did you want anything to drink? I was thinking we'd watch Better Off Dead first..."

"I'm totally up for a little Cusack. Greatest actor on planet earth, did you know that?"

"I seem to remember you advocating that stance previously, yes." River grins at him teasingly. "So first that, then... I dunno... Fast Times at Ridgemont High? Is that any good?"

"No Cusack, but still a classic piece of filmmaking at its finest moment."

[OOC: Are you going to do seperate threads for each movie?]

[ OOC: That's what I was thinking, yeah. ]

I'm down with that...

Faith notices Marty from across the room, and glares in his direction.

Marty sees the glare and he starts rubbing his forehead.

*Aw crap*

Faith starts to walk over to Marty as soon as she realizes he's noticed her.
"Marty! Just who I was looking to see," she said with a big grin. "How are things? Buisness booming?"

Marty winces.

"Yeah. Actually? Out.Of.Business. Permanently. Feel free to pass that along to your buddy."

Faith stopped for a moment and raised her eyebrows.
"You've talked to him? Damn. It's hardly as fun to be threatening when you're already kinda cowering."
She took a step closer to him, lowering her voice because of the crowd. "But if you ever record me, or spy on me, or anything without my knowledge ever again? I'll have so much fun with you, you'll be begging for me to end it all."

Marty shoots a glare at Faith.

"You can threaten me all you want Faith but you better watch what you actually do. Or did Angelus not tell you what will happen if something happens to me or anyone else I care about?"

Faith rolled her eyes. "Oh please, like I'm afraid of him. Vampire slayer, over here."

Marty gives Faith a sly grin.

"Ahh... I guess Angelus didn't tell you."

Marty stands up and looks Faith straight in the eyes.

"Just in case you run into Angelus before I do? Tell him to send messages to me directly next time or I'll have to reconsider our *deal*. Now if you're going to take a swing at me you might as well do it now and get it over with."

Marty points to the security camera in the common room.

"I'd *hate* to have detention alone this weekend."