Second floor common room, Monday afternoon

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Aeryn likes to be left alone when she's in a bad mood, but at times like this she's slightly annoyed by the quiet. Even she can only spend so much time in the gym when she's bored, so Aeryn camps out in front of the television, watching the occasional court show and lowering her opinion of the human race in general.

At one point, she goes back to her room to retrieve the Nerf gun. Shooting at stupid people on TV actually helps.


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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yo," Cameron greets and watches Aeryn shoot at the television. "Okay, what did the television do to you?"

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"Sometimes people need to be shot, and this is the best I can do at the moment," Aeryn says, firing off a Nerf dart at a landlord plaintiff. "Did you have a good Chrissmass?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"You might be on to something," Cameron says amused and plops down in the armchair.

"It was nice." And it's not a lie, because he had fun despite of the set backs. "How was your first Christmas?"

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She unconsciously touches the leather bracelet wrapped around her wrist. "It was good," she tells him. "I've stopped hating your holiday."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

He notices the movement and smiles. "That's good. It's one of our best holidays. I take it there weren't any invading zombie elves then?"

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"Singing gremlins," she shrugs. "But I may be able to blame the ambrosia for that."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron blinks. "That must be some strong ambrosia," he chuckles and shakes his head at the image. "I don't suppose there's any left?"

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"Kara had it," Aeryn says. "I'm under the impression, though, that all alcohol will probably be hoarded until this New Year thing, whenever that is. I hear you go all out for that."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Ah yes," Cameron nods. "It's a whole lot less formal than christmas, though. Most people just go to a party, get drunk and then kiss people when it turns midnight."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally, having spent a lovely morning in #201 with Anders, finally decides to go out and see what the noise over in the common room is. She smiles and waves when she sees Aeryn.

"Hello. What's happening?"

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"Shooting people who can't fight back," Aeryn says, getting up to collect the Nerf darts from in front of the TV. When she sits down again, she reloads.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, did you get that for Christmas?" Cally flops down on the floor next to Aeryn and looks up. "Cause that thing looks fun. Shooting the TV, huh? Make it pay for it's silly pointy corners!"

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"I got it a while ago, but I just found a use for it," she says. "The television hasn't done anything wrong, but I don't see why they televise idiocy. Want to try?"

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"Oh, I dunno. Guns aren't really my thing. But I'll give it a shot, if you don't mind." Cally winces a little. "Sorry about the pun. I didn't mean to, honest."

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"I'll forgive you this time." She hands over the gun. "It's foam. You can't hurt anything. Maybe if you're really determined."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally takes careful aim at the TV, and fires. In the middle of a commercial for shiny new toasters. "Woo! I shot the toaster!" Cally laughs and hands the gun back to Aeryn. "That's really the extent of my shooting ability. One good shot, and I'll just keep it at that."

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"I'll have to remember this the next time the talking toaster gets insulting."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

After waking up alone and waking up cold, John peeks inside the common room. Aeryn is, indeed there, so he smiles and waves at her from the door way.

"How's it going?"

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"Good," she says, smiling back at him. "Did you just wake up?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Maybe," he says. "I got worn out yesterday. Good reason to sleep in."

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The smile widens a little. "I wonder how that happened."

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"Christmas is an exhausting holiday." He winks at her. "How're you doing?"

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She waves him over.

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John smiles and walks over. He ungracefully flops onto the couch beside her, making sure he kisses her cheek before settling down.

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"That's better," she tells him. "You should probably be glad the missiletoe's been gotten rid of."