In the third floor common room

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory wanders into the common room, holding a cup of coffee and a stack of flyers. She also has a bag of "Vote Rory!" buttons and "RG for SR" ribbons thrown over her shoulder.

She flops down on the couch after pinning up a few flyers, and starts absently flipping through the channels.



[ooc: Text for the flyer can be found here]

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty wanders in carrying his own cup of coffee.

"Hey Rory. Last minute campaigning?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

She shrugs. "More like last ditch effort to get rid of these. I mean, what am I going to do with a couple dozen self-promoting buttons and ribbons after tomorrow?"

She holds up a button. "Want one?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty takes the button and pins it to his shirt.

"You could always give them to the Tick. I'm sure he'd find a way to use them to stop crime. Um... listen about Homecoming, sorry I kind of went all asshole with Logan at the end. Angelus tends to push my buttons a little. Especially when it comes to a certain emo redhead."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*waves to Rory and Marty as she comes in and starts writing on a pad of paper*

*is very very intent*

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hey Parker. I tried to think of a way to insult you and ask you what you are doing at the same time, but I'm too tired to think straight. You want to tell us what your scribbling out?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory waves a hand dismissively.

"It's no problem. I don't blame you at all," she says, smiling. "And I don't think Logan's upset, either. I mean, to be honest," she says, dropping her voice a little, "I'm a little freaked out by the fact Logan and Angelus are friends, too, and more than a little confused as to why I'm getting the nice treatment all of a sudden. But Angela told me - kind of - what happened with you guys and Angelus, and I don't blame you a bit for being wary."

She raises her voice back to a normal level, and continues, "So, are you going to the poker night on Thursday? Logan told me he was inviting you."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"You look...busy," Rory says.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Back atcha, Blank."

Parker holds up her notepad. "It probably won't work. But some of the students might be dumb enough to buy it."

VOTE FOR SUNSHINE!
Rain or shine, she'll keep us in line!
Squids have feelings! Squishy warm feelings!
Vote for the Calamari ticket!

"And honestly? I'm just bored."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty shakes his head.

"No... I actually have to go out of town this week. Love to go and win all your boyfriends money but this thing can't wait any longer. I've heard he throws a mean party, so next time I'm *so* going to be there."

Marty notices the flyers and reads it.

"And I think I'll see where you and Angela will be ending up. I can't believe you'd discriminate against Johnina like that though."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"What do you think of Jack Harkness for Vice President?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"It's only fair, since Ronald isn't allowed at the poker night," Rory replies, pouting slightly.

"And...out of town? Paying a visit back home?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Mmmmm. Calamari. Suddenly I'm very hungry."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Um...sure? He seems nice," Rory says, confused. "Wait a second - he's not even running, is he?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hey, animals are for loving, Marty," Rory says, almost laughing. "Remember, we don't eat meat anymore. It is a more peaceful way."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Nope. But I think whatever it is a Veep actually does, Harkness would do it stylishly, don't you think? He looks good in a tux." Parker hums happily to herself. "I left a few voice messages for people. What do you think of this?"

JOHN CONNOR FOR PRESIDENT!
Because he's survived the Principal for 18 years.
It doesn't get tougher than that.
Fight the Future! Face the Apocalypse!
JOHN! CONNOR!

"And on a plus side?... It amuses me."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"No... Chicago actually. It's a business thing. I have to close down the office and pick up my cat. Forgot to tell Angela about it yesterday when I was at the bookstore, so if you see her before I do don't say anything."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ooo. Escargot." Parker turns over the paper and starts making a menu. "That would be good for the celebration dinner, wouldn't it?"

BARBOSSA FOR SECRETARY!
ARRRRRRR!
'Cause who else is taking all the damn notes?
Who else knows?
PIRATE RADIO RULES! AYE!


"Hmmmm."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory arches a brow. "Are Jack and John aware they're running? Please say they don't. It's so much funnier that way."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hey... You're looking at a guy who's sworn off Chicken. Cows and seafood are still fair game."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory nods and crosses her heart. "Promise I won't breathe a word," she says, smiling.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Looks at campaign poster*

"You need a keg of rum in the corner. And I don't eat snails."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"And a skull and crossbones," Rory adds, glancing at the poster. "And yeah, escargot is gross. Way too chewy."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker makes a face, something like a cat that's found it's being served skim instead of cream.

"Of course not. Like I said, voicemails. But hey! Who says they don't have what it takes? I think they'd look great up there, making policies...."

HAMLET DANE FOR ACADEMIC AFFAIRS!
Brood your way into Harvard with the master of Goth!
Find your way into Columbia with the assistance of the Prince of Denmark!
Decide to be the best you can be, with your pal, Ham!

"Think he'd kill me?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Will Luke's be open in time to cater? That's who should be catering this, Parker. He's surly but at least you can understand him when he's not grunting."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I think he's two steps away from killing us all. Thank God Dru didn't hypnotize him."