Room 402, Friday evening after classes

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[Shep is bouncing a tennis ball off the wall opposite his bed.]

I wasn't going to let this bug me. I really wasn't. This whole "parents' weekend" thing... whatever. I can get caught up on homework. I can recreate my dead Sims family. I can start exercising this stupid foot again. Oh, right, I can go back to the clinic and get cleared from these stupid crutches.

I can lock the door, stick my fingers in my ears and hum real loud for three days.





[anyone feeling like dealing with seriously morose character is welcome to stop in, but he's feeling extremely self-pitying and knows everyone but him has parents to contend with not expecting company.]

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[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

((ooc: Tara's MUN is opening her room up either tonight or tomorrow for people without the families or are feeling lonely etc.. Maia is going to stop in there for a bit later as she is an orphan and has a friend coming to be her 'parent'))

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[ooc: I know, and thanks, he may show up. Shep's just being moody. He's a teenage guy, he has to get unreasonable once in a while. It takes a lot to get him depressed, but well... again with that being a teenage guy thing. (I deliberately left him elder-less, he gets all angsty over the home/family thing in canon, so I went with it. :)]

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

((OOC: aawww *pets john* Well Maia will play with emo boy in Tara's room if he stops by *smiles*))

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Don't cry, little emo Shep!))

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

{{LOL! He doesn't get emo very often - I don't think he's gone totally emo YET - so enjoy it while you can. :)}}

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

It was late in the day when Beka made her way to Shep's. She'd been...not exactly avoiding him, but...not dragging him into her dramas. Still, she remembered he'd had some issues about Parent's Weekend, and they were, well, whatever they were.

She knocked. "Hey?"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[catches ball before he turns to the door, just narrowly avoiding getting bonked in the eye.]

Hey. Long time, no see. How's it going?

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Shrugging, she rolled her eyes melodramatically. "You know me. Always with the drama." She jerked her chin up, in that 'what about you?' way. How's things?"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[shrugs and goes back to bouncing the ball]

Same old, same old.

Busted up foot, people freaking out over an Ethics project that really wasn't so bad, jackass (http://www.livejournal.com/users/yaymckay/501.html) from 'home' showing up in town...

Just another day at Fandom High.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"I didn't even see you in Ethics. Haven't seen you since...well, since you didn't show up for debate practice." She wasn't exactly pouting, but he had left them in a lurch without so much as calling her. Of course, she hadn't gone to see him in the clinic either. "Foot feeling any better?"

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

I wasn't there last Friday - I was in the damn hospital - so I had to go to Monday's, but I was there today. In the back.

The swelling's gone down, but I have to wait until Dr. Wilson clears me to start walking on it. He threatened to cut things off if I didn't behave.

How'd your Ethics project go? Piper and I kind of blew it off. We did it, but not seriously or anything.

[ooc: sorry about last weekend, I expected to have an internet connection at the hotel so I could manage his 'hospital stay', but... not so much with that. I was really annoyed.]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Her eyebrow arched, hard, at the remark about Wilson. "From what I hear, Wilson's pretty fond of 'things' and not likely to go cutting them off any good-looking or eligible males. Not that you qualify."

She bit her lip at the question about Ethics. Buffy and she... "Buffy and I are kinda still doing the assignment. It's...uh. Well. I didn't want to do it, but Tara talked me into doing it to help Buffy. Then Angelus told me that I shouldn't be afraid of the fact that I like the power because I didn't have it in me to abuse it. And..." She realized that she was babbling and clammed up. "Well, it's fine."

[ooc: no problem. I just wanted to deal with it IC, since she also didn't make any effort to see him. ;)]

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

*blinks for a second, then looks at her with amusement.*

No, no, no... that wasn't...

My foot. He threatened to cut off my foot if I did more damage to the blood vessels.

*blinks again, realizes what she said*

Oh bite me. ['bite me' seems to be his phrase of the day] You seem to like kissing me enough. *smiles*

*Thinks about what all she said about Ethics, debates if he's at all up to wading into that mine-field in his current state of mind.]

...glad ethics seemed to be okay... [hopes that's a safe enough answer for now]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Bite me. She fights back a blush over that phrase. It's taken on a whole new meaning the last few weeks.

"I dunno. Been awhile since I had the chance to test that theory out. That an invitation?"

Thankfully he'd skipped over the Ethics thing. Now if he'd just miss the bruises on her neck from...if he'd just miss the bruises on her neck, that'd be a complete pass.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

*scrunches up eyebrows at Beka* Are you... Oh my god, you're blushing... what the hell?

*bounces ball again, misses as it returns and lets it roll under the desk.* Not tonight it's not. *just isn't in the mood for their usual games tonight.*

*rolls back over to stare at the ceiling* You got someone coming to check on you this weekend?

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Nothing. Abso-fucking-lutely nothing." She doesn't quite get the tone to normal, but it ought to give him a nice back-off warning.

"Nobody coming to see me besides some crazy friend of the Doctor's." She waves a hand airily. "My family couldn't make it. Not that I'd have let them if they could've come."

She fetches the ball from under the desk and chuck it at his stomach. "Quit brooding. You don't want to play kissyface that's fine. But let's get out of here or something."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Fine. I guess coffee or something wouldn't hurt. I sort of mentioned that I'd stop by Professor Maclay's tonight, but I don't think hanging out with a whole room full of people is going to do much for this funk.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Buffy and I planned to go over there at some point. So if you're up for it later, you can come with me. Meantime, I'm just glad you'll get out."

She grinned at him. "See? I'm good for you."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

'She's good for me' she says.

This will be true up until you get me arrested for something neither of us did.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[ooc: I'm gonna start a thread for us at Deb's.]

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Oh, I meant to mention... I need your help with something. I think you'll have fun with this.

Remember me ragging about a guy named Rodney from home? Well he's here. And he has a thing for blondes. I told him you were really nice.

Just, you know... be you around him if you ever run into him. It'll be fun for us (you and me) both. ;)

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"You're asking for my help? Very well. I accept. Tormenting geeks who like blondes ought to be fun." She smiled.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Awesome. I'll suggest coffee or something when things around here get ... well, as calm as they ever do. Thanks.

*snickers* I should sell tickets to this. Really, I should.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Without missing a beat, she smiles. "I want 40%."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Okay, but thats 40% after we cover whatever hospital bills I'm sure he'll make us cover.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"What, you think I can't torment someone without damaging them? Pssht. I'm not Angelus Bel a sadist."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Damn. That was what I was banking on. [grins at her.]

So... coffee?

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Dinner. On me. Let's go to Luke's. I had a good dinner there the other night. And they have great milkshakes." She winked. "Maybe we'll run into your friend McKay."

Without waiting for him to say yes, she turned and headed out, giving him a chance to ogle her black leather-clad ass and the boots he liked so much. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/252425.html)

[yaymckay.livejournal.com]

[ooc: ::runs for the exits::]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[yaymckay.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Snarkities! w00t! Just one question: what is the deal with townies answering on student journals. Is it allowed?]

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

It's my journal, so I say, sure... we'll say we got our radios back. :)

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Except, it's in dorms. I think the rule is that they can in dorms but not in town. We could always go out... *eyes wide* Not like he'd want to take her on a date or anything. ;)

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Ah... I can fix this... emo-dude needs to go for a walk... Hang on...

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

[ooc: HA! Beware flyboys with invitations to coffee any time soon. :)]

[yaymckay.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Rodney is DOOMED.]