2nd floor hallway, evening

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel was out in the 2nd floor hallway.

In theory he was going back to his room after taking Sean for a walk.

In reality he was standing in front of one of the many, many campaign posters that had his name on it and was trying to tear it down.

He might be heard to mutter words about really strong tape, and dire thoughts about someone whose name rhymed with Doreen.

[ooc: Open to anybody]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

".... I have no response to that."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"'cause I mean... stairs."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Point." Parker gave that a moment's thought, and said, "Can we go back to the bickering? Because this is weirding me out."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Blame the horse! Who you totally had a hilarious reaction to in the 3rd floor common room, by the way" Angel said, defensively.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I do. Like you didn't kill me five minutes ago?. I really do." Parker scrubbed her face with one palm, wishing, just once, that she could freak out others as well as they freaked her out.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Bows "And yet?" Angel pointed out "Still not the weirdest thing we've ever seen here."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, the pageant, and Marty pretending to be Connors still top it. Well, and the zombies." Parker became almost obscenely cheerful. "Soon, the newbies will be as traumatized as we are. Even that girl with the horse!"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You know, I tried to tell Buffy about the Marty/Connor thing and she totally did not get it. Said you had to be there."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, come on! That was classic! With Camilla dressed up as John?" Parker shook her head, smirking at the memory involuntarily. "How can you not crack up at that?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"That's what I said!" Angel sighed. "She did like Annie the Vampire Slayer though."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Which was hilarious. Especially the singing. Heh. Hey, did you tell her you sang Mandy?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel hit his forehead with his palm. "That's right. I totally forgot to tell you that while in Sunnydale I lost my mind. Of course didn't tell her that. Though in hindsight that might've made the breakup easier."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, if you want, I'll tell her."

Parker's chortling definitely puts her in the 'evil' category.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Maureen."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Liam."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

That did it. He tried to take one of the pieces of tape he'd managed to rip off the poster and stick it on her forehead.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker screeched, and batted at his hands, but still ended up with tape on her forehead.

"Owwww." She ripped it off, and glared at him. "That hurts worse than electrolysis!"

Then she smirked. And tried to apply the tape to the back of his hand.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey, hey, hey!" Angel protested. "Not the left! Isn't that scarred enough?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Okay, hold still, I'll tape your mouth, so you have an *excuse* not to talk," Parker said, standing on tip-toe and *almost* reaching him.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Ew," Angel said, having his own turn for the sibling reaction. "I'm not tasting something that's been on your forehead!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, like you haven't tasted worse. You kissed Beka."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but you - you - " Angel faltered. "No, you're right. I can't top that. Still: Angelus. No accounting for his tastes."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker cocked her head. "Okay, we'll call that one a draw." She grinned. "Same time tomorrow? Irritation to the death?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel mimed blowing smoke off of the end of a pistol, then holstering it. "You got it. I like that better than duels at dawn anyway."