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[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Someone desperately wants to be Homecoming Queen. She said so herself. Several times. But you didn't hear that from me.

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[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*sizes Parker up and wonders whether hitting her is a good idea, decides not*

You're right. I'm wrong. We'll leave it at that.

Whatever happens between me and Angelus after today can wait til after the campaign.

Whatever happens between me and my future is my concern. I shouldn't have mentioned it. No drama, Parker, because it was you and me talking. Not me whining to the world.

Want better things? *shrug* I'll see what I can do about that.

Meantime, make what you will of me. Making this school the place it should be is more important than whatever else I've got going on.

But yes, I want my weapons back. They're a fucking part of me. Rant at me about being an idiot. I am. Rant at me about not seeing Angelus for what he is? Fine. I deserve it.

But let's be clear. I don't like being without a weapon. Period. And no ranting, no calling me a two year-old, no lack of understanding from you or anyone else will change that.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*the headache's more like an anvil and tongs now*

Okay. Good. Glad to hear it. Then after this, I won't bring it up again.

*simmers for a moment, slowly, slowly calms down*

Although I still seriously think you need to talk to Death, Beka. I really do. It's what she's there for, for God's sake. It's not like anything you can tell her will be news.

*lets it go, for now, at least*

Right. We'll work on the weapons thing. That's why we've got a united campaign, right? So we have each other's backs. We don't have the power here. The administration does. We have to ask. Anything you can get from Angelus to get your gun-- it won't last. Check out the statement I made at the polls. See if there's anything there you can work with, when we do debates.

*facepalm*

Are we done?

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*Beka looks a bit grim*

There's nothing I hate worse than fighting with my family. However it happened, you are my family.

I'm through. And while I'm a stubborn bitch, I do appreciate that you're considered. Believe me, it's made an impression. Maybe even enough of one.

*considers*

I don't know if Death is the right person. I'll think it over. I may go see Inara. She's sort of a friend. It's not her field, but she does seem to understand.

*nods*

I'll do what I can. I really can be very persuasive you know. And I'm much smarter than most people credit. Let's see if we can't turn my...philandering...into an asset. People won't expect me to be sharp, concise, and incisive. We can use that.