2nd Floor Common Room (Tuesday)

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth had added her poster next to Parker's.

It was her only poster at the moment. There was no point in plastering the school with them if she decided not to run in the end.


Vote Elizabeth Weir as Junior Student Council Representative


She headed back to the corner table where she had started her jigsaw puzzle last week.

She looked distracted, and occassionally glanced across at the poster. Why was she running? Was it because she felt that she should?


[[Come and help with the puzzle, or, if anyone wouldn't mind trying to talk her out of this emo funk she's got herself into, that would be very much appreciated!]]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Those are negative accomplishments. Try to be pro-active, would you? I'm doing this for your own good!" And the possibility that he'd have to give a speech.

She sighed. "So. How did you like your Christmas present?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Totally falling for this bait like the schmuck that he was, Angel gave a small smile. "Nice. In an ambiguous, might not be me, totally didn't tell Buffy about it kind of way."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad you liked it. Really. It's not like anyone else would have wanted it." Parker grinned triumphantly.

"And why didn't you tell Summers?" Parker frowned. "Wait. Buffy here, or Buffy there?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Buffy there," Angel motioned as though he could point the way back to Sunnydale from there in the common room. "And I couldn't. Like she needed more reason to put her life on hold for me?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker stared at him a moment, then rolled her eyes. "Riiight. Because that's not her choice. So. Are you going to tell Callisto?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I was hoping to follow a strict policy of never, ever talking to a girl about the state of our relationship ever again."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I actually approve of that," Parker said thoughtfully. "Except that Callisto *deserves* to know." She stared at him, then grinned. "You choose. I tell Callisto, or you run for office."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel gave her a look that clearly said Oh you bastard.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Come on. Pick one version of hell and stick with it." Parker poked him. "Since either one would be good with you, I don't care which you pick. But you don't get to be antisocial and isolated this semester too."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"But I'm really good at it."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Sean, tell your daddy he has to expand his horizons," Parker said to the dog, then scowled at Angel. "Suck. It. Up. Not. Just. Blood."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel smirked, but only a little. "John's starting a frat. Doesn't that count?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm. No. You already live with the guy, and sitting around drinking beer and watching movies with ex-members of the Male Celine Dion Fan Club is no effort at all." Parker pointed at him. "I need you to support my campaign. If left to my own devices without you to stop me, certain information may oops! Slip to Callisto."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Angelus. That was Angelus. We're surprised that all the political talent and scheming was in my soulless self?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker cocked her head. "Okay, not *too* surprised. You could just stand there and let me tell you what to do. Your call." She smiled with poison-apple sweetness.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Couldn't I just drink Holy Water again?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker blinked. "Again?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Oops. "Uh - for the first time?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker gave him a deeply dubious look. "You're not getting all martyr-and-hellfire on me, are you? That doesn't play well with the underclassmen."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Plus it messes up my jacket," Angel tried for a lame smile.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker nodded slowly, then narrowed her eyes. "Good to know you're not wimping out *this* early after getting your soul. If the rest of us have to deal with them, so do you. Got it?" She shook her head.

"Look, let me make more posters. C.J. said the new teacher for U.S. History and Government knows all about political campaigning. I'm going to hit him up for tips. Plus I think he's teaching a class on it. It won't be *that* difficult, with a paint-by-numbers plan right in front of us, right?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel considered it. "This sounds a lot like I don't have to do any work."

[ooc: Leaving work soon, back later]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"And doesn't that make it all bearable?" Parker coaxed him.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel regarded her suspiciously. "Why do I feel that there's a worm in this apple?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Because you invented Goth, and have no concept of 'no strings'. Fine, be like that. Thwart me! Other people have thwarted me this week, and are they going to enjoy happy lives? NO." She glared at him, narrow-eyed, her voice full of mostly-fake menace. "You can join them."