Dorm common room, Angelus and....?

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus found a quiet spot in one of the dorm common rooms. He sat sideways on one of the couches, his feet up on the pillows. He was busy with his sketchbook, but anyone coming near wouldn't get a chance to see what he was drawing due to him instinctively flipping the cover shut before anyone got close.

He wasn't giving out "don't bother me" vibes, but neither was he actively looking for company.




[ooc: Veronica Mars and Krycek both indicated that dumping psycho-lad in a common room could make for interesting conversations. So here he is. If any VM or K threads start up assume those are locked and, I'm presuming, that they showed up at different times. Otherwise feel free to come on in. I'm on and off all night.]

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Enjoying the election outcome?" Alanna was working on her stalking skills, so she decided to walk up from the back.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

The notebook flipped closed - had that been a student he was drawing? - and Angelus looked over his shoulders at her with a grin. "Hey. Actually I'm sorry you didn't win. You had my vote."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna shrugged. "At least it's over. Mind if join?" She gestures to a nearby chair.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Please," Angelus waved her over. "So you still thinking of starting that group?"

After the Yearbook meeting...

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica is on her way back to her room after the yearbook meeting and stops in the common room to see if she dropped her favorite pen there the other day.

She enters, glances at the boy drawing on the couch, and looks under the chair she had been sitting in the last time she had the pen.

Re: After the Yearbook meeting...

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Am I in your way?" Angelus asked, not even looking up at her.

Re: After the Yearbook meeting...

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Uh, no," she says, digging some more.

"Ah - HA!" she stands with a triumphant grin, the green & pink striped pen in her hand.

Re: After the Yearbook meeting...

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Good to - " Angelus glanced at her, then had a click of memory. "Veronica Mars?"

[ooc: Because, yes, even Angelus calls her that]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron wanders into the common room, sucking on the pad of his thumb. He's been tinkering on Winona, but apparently the blaster is cranky at him as he managed to get the pad of his thumb stuck in between two pieces.

"Yo," he mutters before plopping down in an armchair.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Nice seeing you again, Cam," Angelus said. He shifted angles to keep his drawing to himself, but not obviously so. "How's it going?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"You too," Cameron looked up and watched Angelus. "Pretty good if you're not a piece of ancient technology. You?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I am very rarely a piece of ancient technology," Angelus flashed him a quick grin over the top of his notebook. He frowned when he noticed the thumb. "What happened?"

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin, fully tired of writing his religion homework about being a "survivor", slouched into the room.

He perked up when he saw it was occupied. "Hey," he said, flopping onto another couch.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"And how's my favorite guy?" Angelus asked.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin gave him a tired smile. "Damn tired of doing homework, especially for teachers who ask too many questions. You?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Ditto," Angelus shaded in something on his drawing. "Been thinking of dropping Bio."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Somewhat emotionally drained, Krycek walked into the dorms, feeling like he didn't quite want to go to his room, but neither was he up for wandering. The common room was nearly empty when he passed through though, occupied by the guy he'd seen the other night - the one with Logan who he'd talked to briefly before they'd left together.

Deciding that here was as good a place as any (and better than most) to avoid his room, he dropped unceremoniously into a chair, close enough for conversation but not enough to break any personal bubbles. "What was it you said about exes?"

[ooc: description like whoa, because I feel caffeinated.]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Never get between 'em," Angelus said, shifting to keep the front of his notebook to himself. He spared a quick glance in Krycek's direction. There might have been a look of approval at seeing him there because come on, the man is pretty and Angelus is not blind "Not if I can help it. Angelus. I don't think we've met."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

"Don't think so. Krycek." He looked Angelus over in return, chin propped on his hand. Nothing lacking there though he was currently more into skinny caffeine-addicted boy/girls. "If I'd known? I'd have taken the penalty." Krycek smirked.

Sometime after Kry and Angelus are done schmoozing but before Kry leaves the room.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce stalks into the room like a dark cloud of a stalking thing. Her face scans the room, hoping it's empty, and her mouth twists in a wry, humourless grin as she spots two warm (well, ok, one warm, one lukewarm) bodies.

"Men," she pronounces, "suck. And not in the good third-date kind of way. Hence the annoyance." Jabbing a finger in Angelus' direction, "You suck anyway, if legends are true, but I'm hereby revoking your manhood, because you're at least an amusing conversationalist. Alex, yours is also forfeit, because as far as most men go, you're a fairly decent specimen."

Flopping down into a chair, she addresses the air, "Why. Me."

Re: Sometime after Kry and Angelus are done schmoozing but before Kry leaves the room.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus gave a friendly smirk. "Bad day at the office?"

[ooc: Sadly, going to bed in minutes, but can slow play tomorrow if'n you like]

Re: Sometime after Kry and Angelus are done schmoozing but before Kry leaves the room.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

(ooc: also going to bed shortly. Slow works.)

"Bad?" Her hands fly up into the air in a gesture of frustration, "Bad? My fucking father has decided to come to Parents Weekend. Because my best friend's oh, so very helpful brother decided to let him know what weekend it was."

Scowling and picking a thread on the arm of the chair, she says blackly, "Must find some way to show my gratitude about that." In an attempt to delineate her ire, she adds offhandedly, "My father wants to size up Oz. As well as any other potential males that might be alpha posturing at his delicate flower of a daughter."

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

Anya walks by and notices Angelus sitting there. Against better judgement, she says hello.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Always nice to see you, An," Angelus said, not looking up from his drawing.

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

She's bored, so she stops. Sometimes she enjoys the banter with Angelus.

"What are you sketching, puppies and kittens?" she asks, knowing he's not.