2nd Floor Common Room, Thursday Afternoon

[fh_jackass]

Logan was in the kitchen. Cooking. Because when you were in a kitchen, working with a blender, you could call it cooking. Even if the result was more beverage-y than food-y. It was practically summer, anyway. Perfect time for a cold iced drink. With tequila.

The television was playing "Annie".

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[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"That is the coolest thing I've seen here," Tyler said, meaning it. "Can you do that whenever you want?"

As an afterthought, he added, "And we should definitely spar."

[demonbelthazor]

"Yeah, I can throw it, too," Bel said. "Comes with the demon package."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Very cool," Tyler said. "I can imagine situations where that would be exactly what you need."

"What else comes with the demon package?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Strength mainly, and teleportation." Okay, so maybe he was bragging a little.

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Not bad. But if I sparred with you, how would I not get my ass kicked?" Tyler wondered aloud.

He ran a hand through his hair. "But sometimes you learn more from losing."

[demonbelthazor]

"Lay down ground rules," Bel said. "No fireballs, no shimmering -- that's what we call the teleportation. I won't cheat." He grinned. "Much."

[tyler-gone.livejournal.com]

"Works for me," Tyler said. "I also don't cheat. Much."

[demonbelthazor]

"Sounds like we'd have a fun time," Bel said.