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Outside the Dorms, Very Early Thursday Morning

It was barely raining, crisp and cool and clean, but Jack needed to run.

Running was simple. Step, step, pull of tendon and muscle, rasp of breath, and how long had it been since he'd done this? His brain insisted the day before the day before yesterday, his body was muttering, excuse me, since when do you run?

He ignored them both until he was gasping for breath, barely managing to make it back to the dorms before he collapsed, sprawling spreadeagled on the lawn. The rain had stopped and the sun was coming up.

As he stared into the sky, he decided there was something fundamentally wrong about seeing sunrise from this side.

[OOC: ~~Jack is completely~~ Open to anyone who might happen to be around at this ZOMG ridiculous hour.]

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The best way to start anything was to be there at the beginning, and that included the day. Bruiser had whimpered about his desire to sleep in, so Elle pulled her hair up and put on her pink sweats that went so well with her cross trainers and set out to run around town and find a place for a manicure.

She breathed in the cool morning air and smiled at the lovely colors of the sky. "Good morning, world!" she said cheerfully as she set out.

"Good morning, Elle." Jack smiled lazily and lifted a hand in greeting. "You are a truly lovely sight to see at this hour of the morning."

"Good morning, Jack!" she replied, stretching her legs up, then bending over. "I didn't realize you were an up with the sun kind of guy."

She stood and twisted and bent, then looked at him with an eager grin, "Don't you just love this place?"

Jack grinned appreciatively as she stretched. "I'm not as a rule, but you're making me rethink that policy. And I have to admit, this place is growing on me. By the minute, in fact."

"I think it's just fantastic. You're the first person I've met twice, and I know there's a lot more people to meet. I got invited to a party that hasn't been organized yet and I met the neatest boy who wants to fly jets because he's not from another dimension and even Bruiser seems to be adjusting well because after you he's turned into a little kissy slut." she chattered

Jack grinned harder at the stream of information. "Glad you're enjoying yourself. It sounds like you've been having a lot of fun. And there's a party?"

Parties were definitely high on Jack's list of things he enjoyed.

"Your dog turned into a kissy slut?" He couldn't stop himself from laughing. "I turned your dog into a kissy slut?"

She nodded emphatically, her eyes wide. "Oh, I totally blame you. Bruiser was always polite but never like this. He's smooched on Elizabeth and Greg and Nadia and you. In two days. He's reinvented himself, I think." she giggled.

"Anyhow, yeah, there's a part yor something sometime soon and Nadia will let me know when and it might be on the roof or maybe at the beach. Either way, I just need to know what shoes to wear." she grinned and looked off towards the town. "Are you actually going to run? I need to go find a ~~God of Hairdos~~ salon."

[ooc: woe. must commute. mind putting this on hold for a while? If not, it's ok, Elle can run off without Jack.]

There was something completely fascinating about the torrent of words in combination with the pink. Jack was almost hyptonised. "It's always more fun to be smoochie, I guess Bruiser's just discovered that."

Shaking his head, Jack flopped backwards. "I already ran. My big plans for the day consist of not moving. For awhile. Then finding coffee. Of course, if you want company, I could be persuaded."

"I'd love company but it wouldn't be good for you if you already ran to run again because you could get a cramp and I don't know that I could really carry you if we had to hobble al the way back to the school from town because it looks like it would mostly be uphill and I've never been very good at rworking out knots in muscles." she jabbered. "That's what our cabana boy was for."

[ooc: do you have any idea how hard it is to write these run-on sentences of doom?]

"Beautiful and caring. And smart." Jack smiled at her, still partly mesmerised. "You're absolutely right." He cocked his head thoughtfully. "If you do need any help with muscle knots, I'm very good with my hands."

[You write them frighteningly well, though.]

"That's so sweet of you, Jack! You could be like my personal cabana boy of the summer. How cool would that be?" she blurted out, then blinked as she imagined him in a pair of very tight swim trunks and the scent of coconut oil and she looked away with a little bit of a blush and a whole lot of vacancy in her eyes. "Anyhow, I have to run now!"

"I'd be more than happy to be your personal cabana boy, Elle." The blush made him grin like crazy. It wasn't a word he'd normally use, but she was adorable. "Enjoy your run," he called after her.

Maybe there was something to be said for early mornings after all.

Ranma goes out to run fairly early in the morning, he's been practicing his running ever since he lost in his race with Sakurazaki. He noted the weather and holds an umbrella tightly over his head in order to avoid the rain. He stays away from anyone who might accidently splash him and is very wairy of anyone coming close. If anyone saw his face he'd look really nervous.

Jack watched curiously as the kid ran past him, clutching an umbrella.

If it wasn't such a weird concept, Jack'd think he was afraid of rain. Actually, considering the strangeness of Fandom High, a rain-phobia wasn't even close to weird.

((OOC: XD Rain-phobia))

[OOC: I figured, but Jack would think it was odd.]

((OOC: hehe such a great term. It makes me laugh. I need a journal subtitle still and I may have to steal it.))

[Consider it a gift:-)]

Z is already awake. She doesn't know why, but she is, so she's decided to spend some of her mystery wad of cash on a treat: coffee and a pastry. When she noticed the cute guy sprawled on the lawn, she decided he seemed a likely candidate.

"Hey, do you know where a girl can get a danish around here?"

Jack looked up. Cute girl. Uniform. Oh yes, it was turning out to be an excellent morning. "I have no idea, unfortunately. And I don't think we've met? Jack Harkness." He sat up, holding out his hand.

Z took his hand and smiled at him. "Z Delgado. Darn. Guess I'll have to go hungry."

Sandwiching her hand between his, he looked up at her. "Now, we can't have that." He did a double take at her name. "Z? Is that short for something, or were your parents just very frugal with the alphabet?" Grinning, he added, "It suits you though, kind of bright and cheerful."

"Don't worry, I'll survive this hardship. Z's short for Elizabeth, but nobody calls me that."

"This place is full of people who don't use their first names." He released her hand and pulled himself to his feet with a groan. "Oh, I am so not used to this morning thing. Well Z, meeting you has made my morning a much happier place to be, but unless you want an escort on your quest for Danish," he raised his eyebrows in question, "I'm going to hit the shower and go on my own quest for coffee."

"I think I can take care of myself. Wouldn't want to keep you from your coffee. Maybe some other time?"

"I believe you," he said with a laugh. "And I'll hold you to that. Danish and coffee, sometime in the near future? You can be my escort, keep me out of trouble."

"It's a date."

Jack's eyes gleamed. "Excellent."

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