Fifth floor common room, Monday evening

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip took a drag on his cigarette and flipped the channel again.

He was slightly better looking than he had been yesterday, thanks to Demyx's magic, but still pretty beat up.

It's his birthday, he's tired, and he's sore. Anyone who wants to take his remote better be at least a vampire or a demon or a mutant or something.

And even then, they'd better be black belt martial artsists.

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[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer plopped himself next to Pip, "Got a light?" he fishes for his own but can't seem to find it. Bummer !

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip reached into his pocket and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it a few times and held the flame up. "Here ya go."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

He takes a deep breath as the cigarette catches the flame, "Ahh. Thanks. Much better." he turns to watch the T.V. He knows who this guy is, just can't quite remember the name. It'll come to him.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"My favorite brand," Pip said. "The one with tobacco."

What was this guy's name again? Hadn't he done a music project with him before?"

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer chuckles and the look on his face is that he's in deep thought as he watches the figures move across the T.V. screen. God, what the hell is this guyes name? Seriously. It's been a while since he's been social.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Pip places the remote down at his side but keeps it in his killer death grip on it.

Damn it, what was this guy's name? ...Something to do with hammers? Or tools?

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Not like Sawyer is going to risk taking the remote from someone that already had it before him. He inhales and exhales a large mushroom cloud of smoke above their heads. Think Sawyer Think.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly is on her way back to the clinic with Old Man to drop off Pippi's laptop when she smells cigarettes. She went in to see who it was.

"Why are you smoking in the common room?" she demands, rather annoyed. "That is very inconsiderate of other people."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer squints, "Why are you being annoyed? It's very inconsiderate to us smokers." he inhales the rest of his cigarette and puts it out. What? It was true. Smokers had rights, ya know.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"This is a public area. I don't need my lungs polluted with your stupid smoke." Molly looked at Sawyer. "Do you even live on this floor? Go smoke on your own floor."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"...I do this all the time. You're the first to complain," Pip said. "Thought I opened a window..." he glanced over. "Aparently not. My bad."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

"I know you do," Molly said with a small frown. "But, I've never caught you at it and I don't smell it that often. Plus, we never used to hang out in here all that much. But, there's a ton of new people and he," she pointed at Sawyer, "doesn't even live here."

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Will you get over it?" Sawyer huffs, "I live in one of the Attics. I'll go where I damn well please. Now, if you'll excuse us." he snapped, "Watching T.V." he turns and begins to ignore her.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly was not having a good two days. Yesterday, she'd been thrown out of a penthouse window and had to beat up her roommate. Today, she had just said good-bye to her best friend.

"I will not 'get over it'," she said and walked over to stand, hands on hips, in front of Sawyer. Her eyes flared pink as she glared down at him. "I live on this floor and I shouldn't have to deal with your stupid smoking."

She reached over and picked up the heavy metal ashtray. Without any apparent effort, she folded it in half. "You can be in the common room, but no more smoking!" She shoved the ashtray at Sawyer.

She turned to Pip. "If that was yours, Pip, I'll buy you a new one." Then she turned back and waited for a response from Sawyer.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer huffed and placed the ashtray on the table beside him, "Sure thing, sweetheart." a mockingly sweet smile up at her.

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly reached forward to grab him by the front of his shirt.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

"Woah. Woah. Darlin'. No need for violence now." he holds up his hand, that smug smile on his face, "You'll never see me smokin' up here no more."

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Pip said, jumping and dropping the remote. He walked over and put a hand on each of their shoulders. "We've had enough fighting for the week Molly."

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly looked up at Pip and then glared back at Sawyer. She calmed down enough that her eyes returned to normal and she let go of his shirt. She took a step back and turned to Pip again. "I have lots more fight left in me, but I know you're right."

She glared back at Sawyer and pointed a finger at him. "No more smoking and NO stupid nicknames. If you ever call me 'sweetheart' or 'darling' again, I can find someone without super strength to kick your ass for me." Then she turned and left the room to continue on her way to see Pippi at the clinic again.

[conathon.livejournal.com]

Sawyer straightens his shirt after she lets go - giving her a small military salute, "Yes, Ma'am!"

Sarcasm is fun.