In the common room, avoiding the CNG* in her room

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is flipping channels. Hoping to find something. She is singing under her breath; she might have heard this song from Vala.

Or not.

"Who's the bro with all the aggro,
who can take down a goon,
with a sharp spoon?
JACK! The man they call Jack. That's what I'm sayin'...."

Possibly the lack of nicotine is getting to her.



_{*Crazy Naked Guy}

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky flops down onto the couch and grabs a cushion to hug. Sleep is obviously not on the cards yet after all.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Here, take this remote. Or I'm shoving it down Broots' throat."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky takes the remote. He looks over at Broots. No one was that bouncy naturally. Was the entire school turning insane again? Was *he* turning insane too? It felt like it. The least he could do was have fun with it.

...that gave him an idea. He decided to sit and dwell on it for a while.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots nearly bounces into the room. "Miss Parker! That's an awesome song! Who's Jack? Is he another one in a long line of guys you've been with? How many guys have you been with anyway? Can you repeat that, I think I missed a few of the words. Is there anything on TV?" Broots sits down with a light bounce and begins humming Miss Parker's tune.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker nearly swallows her gum. The hell?

"Broots?" She looks over at Kawalsky, trying to see if he's seeing the same thing she is.

Broots is bouncing. That's just not right.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"That's my name! Well, my last name anyway. My first name is actually, well, it's emberassing 'cause my parents thought I was going to be a girl. Dad actually thought I was a girl so he just named me the name they had chosen. And then he found out I was a boy." He tilts his head to the side. "What where we talking about? You know what I think? Wouldn't it be cool if this room had something painted on a wall? Like, a mural or something?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Shut. UP." Parker cut into this babble for a second, snapping her fingers in his face. "Okay, Broots, answer some simple questions: did you eat in the cafeteria? Have you been bitten by a gremlin? Did you let Kara Thrace give you a cigar? Answer them right, and you get to live."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory tilts her head, sitting down next to Parker and staring at the strangely bubbly boy.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Still unable to sleep (http://www.livejournal.com/users/rory__gilmore/16208.html), Rory pads out into the common room. She's wearing a pair of pink flannel pajamas with umbrellas on them, and she looks...depressed.

On Rory, anything less than 'sunny' is cause for alarm.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker waves to Rory, then goes back to staring at Broots like she wants to *kiiiiiiilllll* him.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky waves to Rory and goes back to being somewhat confused and a bit mopey and insecure because of it.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hi," Rory says quietly, waving back. "How're you?"


[ooc: Assuming this is another psych victim, yes?]

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"I'm okay. Weird day. How're you?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*sits across from Parker*

Parker. Evening.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Callisto. Excuse me. I'm trying to corral my minion Broots. I think he's on something."

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"Hey Callisto. You're looking alive today. Good for you."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*cocks head and grins at Kawalsky, if he looked at her shoulders he might notice what look suspiciously like hickeys*

Charlie? How you been?

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Sexually ambiguous.

"Confused. So.. nothin' new, just new material. Nice 'bruises' you've got there. What'd you do? Make out with a dead guy at the body farm?"

[swerval_zero]

*on the way back from the party*

Parker? What did you do?!

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

"She made Broots nearly cry."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I did NOT! He did it by himself! God!"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"And she yelled at me too," Rory adds glumly. "All I did was ask if she had any leftover cigarettes for me."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Nothing I haven't done 500 times before!" Parker protests as Broots continues to blubber. "He's not this much of a wuss! He's on something! Or, or, he's been, I don't know, messed with! It's not my fault!"

[swerval_zero]

Okay, this is not helpin'. Apologize or *handwavy* somethin'.