...after the debates....[open to all]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is leaning out the window of the second floor common room, smoking.

She is not happy. This is pretty obvious to anyone who looks. Campaign. Fraiser mess. Life, the universe, anything....

It's starting to rain.

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[swerval_zero]

*steps into the common room* Parker?

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory comes across Parker, and sits down next to her without saying anything.

[alltime-top5.livejournal.com]

Rob stands across the campus (in a very not-supposed-to-be-there way) clad in a brown trenchcoat. Over his head, he holds a very, very heavy boombox. It is playing 80s music:

Love I get so lost, sometimes
days pass and this emptiness fills my heart

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"M-miss Parker? Are you all right?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah?"

She doesn't turn away from the window.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker doesn't say anything to Rory either. But she nods to her when she sits down.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker starts to frown. "God, I hate that song. Where's it coming from?"

[swerval_zero]

Maybe you want to come in out of the rain?

[alltime-top5.livejournal.com]

The boombox is fucking heavy.

when I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is squinting through the rain now. Trying to see what moron is playing that goddamn song.

"Hey! You! What do you think you're doing?"

She looks for something to throw at him.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

She sends him a poisonous glance, and is about to answer, when she turns her head, listening. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/157405.html?thread=4973277#t4973277)

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"So. What's the deal with Beka?" she asks quietly.

She figures she can raise the question of the smear against Belthazor when she feels ready.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Matches my mood." She turns her head sharply. "Hey, do you hear..."

[alltime-top5.livejournal.com]

"Be strong, Gordon," he mutters to himself, his arms getting tired...

all my instincts they return
and the grand facade, so soon will burn
without a noise, without my pride...

[swerval_zero]

Squallin' awful music? Yeah, I do.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ask Beka. I got nothin'." Parker exhales a stream of smoke. "Except that sleeping with the enemy is the stupidest thing in the world. Especially when he's a serial killer." She shrugs, angry. "So I guess it's a piece with the rest of it." She sneers. "But hey, why ask me? I only keep pets."

She knocks ash of the cig, then turns, frowning.

[swerval_zero]

*gives Rory a tiny wave*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

This is getting ridiculous.

Parker leans out the window, about to throw a cigarette down on whatever moron is playing her least favorite song, when she almost falls out the window in shock.

"Gordon?!"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

[OOC: *in hysterics. Beer. out. nose. Send windex. And, um, verbs*]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

_{[ooc: *sprays, wipes, and waxes you with Windex!]}

[alltime-top5.livejournal.com]

I reach out from the inside...
In your eyes
the light the heat
(your eyes)
are incomplete...

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory arches a brow, glad that her head feels well enough for her pull off her trademark move again.

"Are you going to the think at Logan's tomorrow, then?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING! YOU, YOU--"

She drops the cigarette unintentionally this time.

"MORON! GOD! WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO HERE!?"

[swerval_zero]

What? *peers over Parker's shoulder out window* The record store guy?

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory grins back. "Hey, Zero. Lovin' the purple hair, by the by."