[2nd Floor Common Room]

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Today Edward's actually sitting on a couch. The TV's on but he's not watching it, instead skimming a book on Egypt and taking notes.

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Very appropriate." Marty chuckles. "Do you have a battle cry?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"I'm thinking, 'SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEE' works nicely."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty gives a polite golf clap to Rory in appreciation of her battle cry. "Very nice. I think Tick has assigned me the task of my own battle cry but I haven't been able to think of anything."

Marty starts digging around in his backpack. "Ah... here we go. Hey Vladdie! Look what Uncle Marty has for you!"

He pulls out a tennis ball.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"No!" Rory cries, but it's too late. Vladdie is bouncing excitedly.

Rory glares. "Marty, if you get him chasing that thing all the way down the hall...."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep it in the room and chase Vladdie down if he goes outside it. I promise." he says.

Marty tosses the ball in a high easy arc that easily keeps the ball in the common room.

"So how's life treating you these days?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Vladdie soars up after it, and Rory relaxes slightly. "Pretty good. I had my aura read the other day, and that was kind of...weird...but I don't think it meant anything. So life is good."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"What? You mean that green skinned guy in town at the karaoke bar? Sounds like a walking fortune cookie who sings."

Marty takes the ball back from Vladdie and gives him another easy toss of the ball into the air.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, pretty much," Rory replies, crossing her leather-clad legs in front of her, ankles hooked. "I'm pretty sure he doesn't know what he's talking about, though. I mean, the fortune he gave me was pretty generic."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. He played a little head game with Angela too. She seemed really upset by it but honestly I don't think he's worth listening too."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"And you and Logan think you have nothing in common," Rory observes, arching a brow. "He said essentially the same thing to me when I told him how worried I was about my 'aura reading.'"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty chuckles. "Is that supposed to disturb me somehow? I never said that Logan was dumb. Just that he has poor taste in restaurants and likes Sex and the City."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"No, as I recall, you compared him to Charlotte on Sex and the City," Rory says with a smirk. "After shooting down my suggestion that he's really more of a Carrie or a Samantha. So I repeat - how exactly do you know so much about that show, anyway?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty changes the channel and happens upon Thelma and Louise. "Hey look! It's that Brad Pitt guy without his shirt on."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Yes, it is. Don't worry. I'll only tell everyone how much you like Sex and the City, Marty," Rory says reassuringly.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm? What's that? I didn't hear you because Vladdie's barking so much."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Vladdie is sitting still with the tennis ball in his mouth.

Rory gives Marty a bemused look.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"What? Can't you hear that vampire bark? Must be too high a register for you to hear Gilmore. Better cut back on the caffiene. Affects the hearing."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory rolls her eyes, and scoops up Vladdie. "Have a ball," she says, handing Marty the tennis ball. "I think I'm going to try to sleep."


[ooc: ZOMG headache.]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Night! Just heading off to bed myself.]