fandomhighdorms | 2nd Floor Common Room. (Late Evening)

"Well, there's always, uh, movies in the common room or something." Wow, Callisto'd never noticed that about Bitterwoman's costume before. ""

"Movies or something are good," Angel said. The floor under the couch really needed to be cleaned. Boy howdy. "Not sure if that'd help or hurt with the loophole problem."

"Maybe Crichton might have some ideas, for the something," And how did she manage to fight in high heels without breaking an ankle?" "

"Aeryn seemed to have some suggestions too," Angel said. Ceiling tiles. He didn't want to know where the stains came from. "Maybe... take it slow? First sign of perfect happiness I start thinking about hockey scores?"

"Aeryn's smart, her ideas are probably good," Callisto said. Oh, come on, that punch should have broken her jaw. ""

"Very smart. And brave. Not - uh - that that has anything to do with this." The carpet could stand to be more comfortable too. Maybe a thicker pile. "Not that much. Not that Kawalsky isn't cute, but come on."

"So you, uh, think we should ask Crichton and Aeryn for ideas?" Callisto tried to work out how high that jump would have been, and if Bitterwoman really could have done it. ""

"Bet they'd have tons," Angel agreed. He caught a glimpse of Callisto's hair out of the corner of his eye and blushed again. "Not like I have either! Told you, no instruction booklet."

"Good ones too, well, so long as they don't involve the toaster," Callisto nodded, and tried very hard not to look at Angel. ""

"Or Sean. Aeryn said I should leave him home. For, uh, idea stuff." Angel glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "Maybe ask Jenny?"

"Uh, yeah, puppies plus ideas, tends not to turn out too well." Callisto started to look at Angel then glanced away. ""

"You do like him though, right? 'cause he's family now." Angel looked over to where Sean was playing. "Might. Maybe. Just don't want people thinking I'm blowing off redemption."

"He's very...cute, looks intellegent too." Callisto glanced across at the puppy. Not her fault if she also had to look at Angel to do so. ""

"I think he understands what people say," Angel agreed. "Some say dating or trying to be happy at all is blowing it off."

[ooc: Sadly must go to bed. Slowplay?]

"That, that should make training him easier then," Callisto offered, still looking at the puppy, not the vampire, the puppy. ""

"Can't be harder than training Spike," Angel replied. He might have shifted to be closer to Callisto. "What about you? I mean - vampire. Not like I'm exactly ideal company for most people."

"Well he looks like he's house-trained, so he's already ahead there." Callisto might have only smiling at her lame joke. Might. ""

"Yep. Advantage of - um - Phale shopping well," Angel said, not knowing who was allowed to know if Phale was an angel. "Least your army can go out in the sunshine.... As far as I know."

"Phale? From the, uh, it is a bookstore right?" Callisto asked, fiddling with her hands. ""

"Right. British. Not so much into the actual bookselling." Angel watched Callisto's hands. "What about the part where I could turn evil? Not a lot of fun for you there, right?"

"Good taste in animals though. I mean, uh..." Callisto noticed Angel looking at her hands and trailed off. ""

Angel blushed and looked at the carpet again. "Yeah but there's risk and there's risk. A normal... guy wouldn't give you that kind of problem."

Callisto coughed and started rubbing the back of her neck. If she happened to brush against Angel it was purely by accident. ""

If Angel happened to brush back, that was totally by accident too. "What about the future? You know, vengence done, maybe you want to settle down, have some kids..."

And since it was completely accidental touching, there was absolutely no reason for Callisto to move away. So she didn't. ""

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