Second floor common room: Saturday evening

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

It was Saturday night and Jack was feeling pretty damn pleased with himself for sucessfully teaching a class at short notice yesterday. And having expended such a huge effort, he figured he was entitled to be incredibly lazy this weekend, just to balance things out. So he'd gone for ice cream - of which there were several flavours currently residing in the freezer, which had a sign saying 'Ice cream: Help Yourself' stuck on it - and camped out in the common room.

He had a pint of Kahluah ice cream and a spoon, and was sprawled on the couch watching a movie marathon of something called westerns. Life seemed to be much simpler in whatever time period they were set: the bad guys had black hats and the good guys had white.

Jack thought it was a sensible policy -- it would certainly save a lot of misunderstandings.

[ooc: Open, of course - mod your ice cream flavour and help yourself!]

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair looked at Lana and decided not to give Jim anymore vague threats. It seemed they were doing fine.

"Just keep her that way, man." Oops. Well, it wasn't a threat as much as advice, right?

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim's eyebrows lifted, amused. "That a threat, chief?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"It was advice?" Blair said hopefully.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Sure."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

It would be at this point of the conversation that Blair usually distracted his much larger opponent and made a break for it, but he wasn't getting that vibe from Jim.

"I went on my first date with River. It was pretty awesome."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Oh really? Good for you."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"We should double date sometime." Blair bounced. "It's apparently the thing to do around here."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim watched the bouncing with an amused smile. "Alright, chief, I'll mention it to Lana. I kind of want to meet the girl who will put up with you."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"River's the best." Blair smiled and let the semi-insult roll off his back. "You'll like her. But not like like her. Because that would be wrong."

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim held up his hands. "Whoa, chief. She's all yours." He looked over at Lana again, smiling. "I've got mine."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair nodded and watched Jim with Lana and smiled. They were sweet together.

[giggles at your use of the 'Jim cops a feel' icon]