The Roof, Friday evening

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John trudged up to the roof, thinking.

Not so much thinking as trying not to think. Trying not to think about the imposter professor, not to think about Syd, not thinking about everyone else who left.

Always leaving.

John stepped up on the ledge, toes hanging over.

Self-fulfilling prophesy said he'd live to defeat Skynet. Didn't say if he'd be directing from the battlefront or from a wheelchair.

He looked down at the ground 6 floors below. He hocked a loogie to see how long it took.



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[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy had been cooped up in his room all day and was beginning to get had gone stir-crazy. The roof had sounded like a good idea, considering that it was a nice enough night.

And then he noticed John, standing crazy close to the ledge.

"Hello?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yo."

John placed the voice without turning around. "Hey, Teddy."

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy walked over to the ledge and peered down over it. Nope, there wasn't anything of interest down there. Unless John really liked shrubs, that is. In which case, Teddy followed a policy of live and let live.

"Whatcha doin'?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Thinking." How easy would it be to let go, John? To leave like the others?

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"Whatcha doin'?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

JOhn doesn't look. "You're different."

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"You have no idea," Schrodinger said, grinning. "You going to jump?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

It was at this point that Chad noticed the catboy also on the roof.

And was totally trying not to think about the purring.

But it was impossible.

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"...What?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Problem with sleeping all afternoon? Being up all night.

But perhaps it was a good night for some roof-top guitar plucking.

Case strung over his shoulder, Chad stepped out onto the roof and took a look around for a place to sit. He saw a guy he didn't know...and Teddy.

Crap. Perhaps his hopes for a good, peaceful practise were a little misguided.

Oh, well. He lifted a hand of a wave to them. "Hey."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John didn't say anything, just closed his eyes and felt the wind brush his hair against his forehead.

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Enjoying the view?" Chad asked as he found a spot, sat down, and set down his guitar case.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy turned from his seat on the ledge and waved cheerfully. "Hey Chad!"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad gave him a nod. "Teddy. How are you?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had handwavily received her package. Everything was right in the world, and tomorrow . . . well, it might be even more right.

So, to the roof she went, guitar in hand.

Oh, hey, someone was up here. "Hi. John, right?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Hey." He paused, thinking. "Nadia, right?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah. You dated Sydney. Who I suddenly found out was my sister." Nadia walked up next to him. "What're you doing?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad looked up from where he sat with his bass when he noticed Nadia and her own guitar, and continued to strum idly, wondering if his bandmate would join him in establishing the mood music.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded back to Chad with a small smile. After talking with John, she picked up her guitar again. "Know any Spanish music?"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

After hanging out in the common room, Walter wandered up to the roof to see someone new standing on its edge. That was unusual.

"Hey, John."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"HEya." Too many people, can't keep 'em straight.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter went to join John at the edge, rising up on his toes and looking down. "I haven't seen you in a while. How's school?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Hey," Nadia called to Walter, somewhat more subdued now after her conversation with John.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Hey." Walter was rather perplexed after his talk with John, but not disturbed. "How are you?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John stepped down from the ledge and walked to the door, not looking at anyone.