The Roof (Again), Saturday Evening

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He wasn't sure how many details of his adventure the previous night had already gotten around, and the power issues were probably helping that, but either way Anders had decided that laying low would be a good idea for a while. Especially since he figured Parker and Zero, if not the rest of the band, were going to kill him for his . . . unconventional way of getting bailed out, and leaving them there overnight.

Ergo, roof. It was dark and quiet, so far at least.

Buttoning his Caprica Buccaneers jacket up all the way, Anders leaned back against the balustrade and lit a cigarette.

It was possible he was coming up with plans to ensure his continued survival once Parker got back to campus.

[OOC: Open in that roof-y way, though Anders and Parker's thread is locked to them, please.]

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Like I could forget." Anders reached into his pocket for a cigarette, remembered Parker had tossed the entire pack off the roof, and swore softly.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel moved in closer. "Didn't think you would," he said, dipping his head so that his lips were inches from Anders's. Then he stepped back. "Parker's waiting for you," he said, smirking. "Better go be a good boy, Daisy, and find her."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders facepalmed, either from frustration or anger or possibly both, and started to make a move to grab Bel's shirt. Fortunately he stopped himself in time. "Don't you start calling me that," he grumbled. "Later, dude."

Not at all intentionally giving Bel a good view of his ass as he walked off.

[demonbelthazor]

And Bel didn't intentially watch at all.