The roof, Wednesday night

[nadiathesaint]

What with her class, cheerleading practice, talking to Blair outside hunting. . . . Nadia had had a busy day.

It wasn't quite done yet, though, as she stood in the corner of the roof where she got the best cellphone reception (the one that would let her call a year in the future) and finalized a few other plans.

"This is really short notice,"

"I know. I know."

"What are you going to do if the package doesn't get there on time?"

"Please. I'll figure something out."

"I suppose you will. Alright. I'll do it."

"Thank you. If you have any more questions--"

"Wrong. I don't want to know what you're doing. Or why you're doing it. I'll do you this favor, and you'll owe me one. Maybe more than one."

Nadia smiled. "I already do. Adios,"

"Tschus."

Nadia hung up and looked out over the town. Okay. Now she just had to wait for the package. Everything else was in place.

[ooc: open. contents of Nadia's side of the conversation are overhearable. Weeeee!]

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty, feeling the need for fresh air but not really wanting to leave the dorm headed for the roof.

What a surprise. There's Nadia.

"Hey Nadia," Marty said taking a deep breath. "What brings you up here? Another rooftop concert?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Hey Marty." Nadia shook her head. "No guitar. I get better cellphone signal up here."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah? Never tried that," Marty said grabbing a seat on one of the handy air ducts. "Calling anyone in particular or are you prank calling the local businesses?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Someone in particular. I should probably warn you. I'm possibly going to get in trouble this weekend. But not mortal danger."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty face-palmed.

"Okay... Is this 'end-up-in-the-clinic' trouble or 'I'm-going-to-spend-the-rest-of-the-year-in-detention' trouble?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Um, the second. If I end up in the clinic, I did it very, very wrong."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty chuckled and shook his head. "If I ask anything else about this will I be considered a culprit after the fact?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Possibly. I'm going in alone on this one."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Then perhaps we should talk about something else," Marty replied. "I haven't talked to Mars yet, but I'm thinking of doing a college visit next month. Care to tag along if you're not expelled from school?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Sounds like fun."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I'll give her a call sometime this week," Marty replied. "So how are things going with you?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Pretty good. I'm the TA for dance. And my other classes seem good, too."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

After coming back from buying a drum kit with Parker, Pippi decided to relax on the roof.

"Oh hey Nadia."

[nadiathesaint]

"Hey Pippi,"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Hmm, what to talk about?

"Given any thought to what the Prophesy project should be?"

[nadiathesaint]

"I dunno. I've been a little distracted."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"By what?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Other classes . . . planning something. . . ."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh! What are you planning?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Can't tell you. You'll find out on Saturday."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Cool, can't wait. Will it be obvious or is there someplace I should be?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Oh, I'll show you the evidence."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oooookay." Pippi kinda wishes they're further into prophesy class so she could prophetically peek at whatever Nadia had up her sleeve.

[nadiathesaint]

No one was going to find out. Well, no one except her contact and Wadsworth. And neither of them got the full story, either.

"So, how's it going?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"It's going." Pippi said. "Went shopping with Parker for drums for the band. That was quite fun."

[nadiathesaint]

"Did you get a good set?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"It makes lots of noise." Pippi said. "So I guess so."

[nadiathesaint]

"That is one goal. Do you know what songs we'll be doing?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Not a clue. I suppose we'll talk about that at the next band meeting."

[nadiathesaint]

"I hope so. I want to know what to practice."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"You could practice the International Friendship song. Just for the heck of it."

[nadiathesaint]

"I don't think I know that one."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I thought everybody knew that one (http://youtube.com/watch?v=FI3tGgD4nMk)."

[nadiathesaint]

"Apparently the Internation missed Argentina."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi sighed. "Just like those Germans not to send out a memo."

[nadiathesaint]

"Apparently."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"So what have you been practicing?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Same stuff as usual, really. Some Weakerthans, some Rilo Kiley . . . really, really bad attempts at Stevie Ray Vaughn,"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Play me some Steve then."

[nadiathesaint]

"I don't have my guitar."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"...But. We're on the roof."

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah, but I didn't bring it with me this time."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is fairly certain that's a sign of the apocalypse.

Or something.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia has no idea Pippi is thinking this.

Except for with the quiet staring.

"I could go get it, I guess,"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"No that's okay." Pippi said.

[nadiathesaint]

"Okay,"