Outside the Danger Room, 7th Period

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair was tired and sore and looking a little worse for wear. He sported a bandage on his forehead and several small cuts and bruises were visible on his face, neck and hands. His cast on the other hand was looking suspiciously shiny and white, as Aziraphale had kindly fixed that for him.

Also, he was without his backpack, but that might be hard to tell since he was sitting down on the floor just outside the danger shop door, the stop-sign shaped with the word "THINK" laying in front of him. It wasn't his best sign, but he felt really guilty about flashing a sign about not killing demons after last night.


[ooc: posted with permission from Daddy Winchester and open for interaction]

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair knew that that wasn't going to last for long.

"I get it, Nadia. Really. If Bel and Aziraphale hadn't shown up, we'd probably be dead. If they had attacked us, I probably would have had to fight back. If I had tried to calm things down at the beginning, I probably would have ended up dead."

[nadiathesaint]

"Good. Just glad you know that. There's nothing wrong with wanting to promote the peaceful method, first, but you have to know that sometimes it won't work, and then you can start learning where it CAN."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair nodded slowly. "But I can still promote it as the first option, right?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah, but you have to acknowledge while you're doing it that it might not always work, but that people should be aware of the option should they encounter a situation where it might." Nadia nodded to his current sign.

"That's probably the best motto you've come up with yet. Honestly, I kind of want to post it all over the island."

And the country. And maybe sky-write it or use a laser to burn it into the moon. . . .

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair pointed at the sign and shrugged. "You can have it after the protest is done, man."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shook her head. "You keep it. I can make other copies."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's cool." Blair nodded.

[nadiathesaint]

"Seriously. Best motto ever. Short, gets people's attention, and they have to think about what they're supposed to think about, which accomplishes the original goal of getting them thinking, and then you can get them thinking about what you want them thinking about."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, man." Blair smiled. "I'm glad you like it."

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, only if you're able to get them thinking about what you want them thinking about once you get them started thinking."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair blinked and rubbed his head. "Okay, ow on the brain there, man."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shrugged. "I'd use more different words, but my English vocabulary isn't that big."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I'd tell you to use a different language and I could just keep up, but I'm not sure I'm up to that right now." Blair shrugged.

[nadiathesaint]

"Yet you're bound and determined to protest."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Next time I'll arrange my major injuries to happen after Wednesday's protest." Blair smiled.

[nadiathesaint]

"Or, you know, give yourself a break one day if you happen to be injured."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I had class this morning and then Damn the Man club tonight." Blair shrugged carefully. "Figured I might as well do this while I was out."

[nadiathesaint]

"Or you could have, like, taken a nap. Or found one of the many people in this school who can heal with magic and get some of that patched up."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I figured I'll nap while class is in session." Blair smiled. "Aziraphale worked some of his magic on me already." He waved his back to new cast at her. "You should have seen me before."

[nadiathesaint]

"I think I'm glad I didn't. You're going to sleep out here in the hall?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I like to stick around so I catch anyone who got here early as they're coming out." Blair smiled.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was beginning to suspect that Blair had about the self-preservation instinct as as hyperactive, suicidal squirrel.

"Blair, you have about the same self-preservation instincts as a hyperactive, suicidal squirrel, don't you."

Sometimes, Nadia lacks subtlety.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's crazy." Blair scoffed. "Like anyone knows what the self-preservation instincts are of a regular squirrel, much less a hyperactive suicidal one."

[nadiathesaint]

"Yes, but one would imagine that a hyperactive, suicidal squirrel, being a) hyperactive and therefore quick to jump into any situation and b) suicidal, thus no longer possessing the will to live, would have a great deal less survival instinct than an average squirrel. So we can probably safely say that you are to the majority of the human population as a hyperactive homicidal--er--suicidal squirrel would be to the majority of the squirrel population."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair blinked at Nadia and pointed to his head. "I have an owie, remember? Please try not to confuse me with your crazy squirrel logic."

"This is all because I'm planning on sleeping in the hallway?"