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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John sits alone in his room, door open to clear out the smell of dinner (quesadillas made on the Muhammed Ali griller) and flips through the channels.

He's trying to clear his head. It's only been a few days, and already the mun he's been overwhelmed.

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[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

Kiki steps into the doorway, leaning a little against the doorjam. "Hi," she smiles. "How are you?"

[Heh, no OMG morning-after awkwardness!]

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John sits up in his bed, thankful that he'd put on pajama pants instead of just the boxers. or not

"I'm good. Yourself? Wanna come in and shut the door bauw chicka bauw bauw?

We should so do that. ;) How many weeks will THIS night take? :D

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Kiki answers, stepping in, trying to be nonchalant. She'd never been in a boy's room before; she leaves the door open. "Just wondering how things are going with you."

[Heh, Kiki's soooooo not ready for teh pr0n music, esp. as she hasn't been around Crowley lately - besides, according the the radio, she's destined to be pr0n0-y with Yuffie, hah!]

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"Things are fine with me, I guess. Just the whole classes thing. Bit overwhelmed, y'know?"

John sits up a bit in the bed, hit the mute button, and tossed the remote on his pillow.

"How's things for you?"

[wow, she's such the hussy! Had a nice little chat with SydneySpyMun about John's single-ness. ;) ]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Great - I'm really enjoying my classes. I'm taking Magical Theory, Poetry, Anthropology, Basic Math, and I'm taking Western Lit as Independent Study."


[Hee, was just reading the comment thread with her below. Omg sheet.]

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Magical Theory? I wanted in on that. And I think I'm in Western Lit. Everything's so new I gotta check my schedule like every 5 minutes."

He turns on one side and grabs a notebook off the foot of the bed. sheet! "Yeah, Western Lit. Cool."



[Heh. Are you planning THIS conversation to be as racy? bwahahaha]

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, unfortunately I couldn't take both Magical Theory and Western Lit, because they conflict on Mondays - that's why I'm taking Lit as independent study, with Phoebe. I'm TAing poetry, though. I think I heard you were TAing...which class?"


[Heh, no, since Kiki's not all perfumed up on Crowley's Eau du Lust.]

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I'm the TA in the Languages. Classics. 201, I think. Dream's a bit... different, somehow. Not sure, though."

"So how's Magical Theory?"

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"Really good," Kiki says enthusiastically. "Ms. Calendar really knows her stuff."

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"So what type of stuff do you discuss?" sheet! haha

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"Today we were talking about sympathy, contagion and antipathy, but the problem was with different systems of magic, it's difficult to get everyone on the same page."

"How are things with your classes?" Kiki asks. She seems a little side-tracked, as if she wants to ask something else.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"There's different systems of magic? Wierd."

"Classes are... meh. It's been a rough week."

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"Yeah, I know what you mean," Kiki agrees.

"Er...look, I did have another reason for coming by," Kiki says at last, "I just wanted to ask you -" Kiki's resolve fails her, and she asks the less personally dangerous question. "Have you been able to find out anything about your mom?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"HEllo?" John would normally say "Come in" but this is Fandom. Actually, John would never say that. He reaches for something under his pillow.

[Depending on how the Kiki thing goes, it might be better before. Unless you're planning on seducing John as well]

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"Bristow. Like the old dean? You're working for Dream, too? Rock. Door's open." John made a point of not inviting her in. Vampires, y'know.

[underworldlian]

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"John. My mom used to be the principal. Then your da, then the current bunch. Seems like a high turnover rate. Students, too."

John slouches in the bed and kicks the wheely chair over towards the door. "So what brings you to the bad side of the dorms?" He's not smirking. Really.

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"Apperantly, be the spawn of one of the higher-ups." He removes his hand from under the pillow. "At least, that's what I figure. But it's nice. Where're you at?"

He totally doesn't do the whole non-chalant 'flip the sheet over my only wearing boxers crotch' move.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"A girl named Mac? Doesn't sound familiar. Only Mac I know is the Shop guy. Crazy class. Last semester. The projects were kinda contrived. And his hair... wow."

John must be more tired than he thought. He's being downright social.

"Roommate, huh? Communal baths, I take it?" John's eyes flicked to his private bathroom. And the Muhammed Ali griller. mmmmmm... there's still half a quesadilla on the counter.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Hey, I'll take hot showery woman on woman action any day of the week. Twice, even. I mean," he said, again looking at the bathroom, "you share the bathrooms with the whole floor. There's no privacy."

John wonderd if Sydney had a thing for 'communal baths' and figured naw, he's jsut dreaming. And then slouched some more.