Second Floor Common Room, Friday Night

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The SciFi Channel had an all-night marathon of the original Strifenova Celestial. Tannim was there, with popcorn and Gatorade.

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[wannabehunter]

Jo waved back. "Hey, Turtle. How've your classes been so far?"

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Fantastic," Turtle accessed with a big grin, "but I wish I was old enough to take driver's ed." Her nose wrinkled.

[wannabehunter]

"I know the feeling," Jo replied. "Course I don't really need to take Driver's Ed as such."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Know how to drive already?" Turtle asked, which a slight touch of envy. Not that she really cared about the driving part; it was mostly the older part she envied.

[wannabehunter]

"Since I was twelve," Jo said. "Most hunters are more concerned about you wrecking their rides then you having a license."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

The envy spiked. "Maaaan, I wish my parents allowed stuff like that. My dad said he'd let me take the car out when I turn fifteen, but I'll be here when that happens, so, yeah. No joyrides for me yet."

[wannabehunter]

Jo shrugged. "Bit less joyriding and more needing an extra set of hands around the place."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Ah," Turtle nodded as if she understood entirely, although she really didn't.

[wannabehunter]

"Figured it'd be a useful skill if there was an emergency at the roadhouse or something." Or at least that's what she'd come up with to prevent Ellen from grounding her for life.

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle's head bobbed. "That's always good, having a backup plan for emergencies. We usually, y'know, just call 911 or something, but whatever works."

[wannabehunter]

"Well, I was thinking more about the kind of emergencies that the cops couldn't handle."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle fingered the end of her braid idly. "We had to call in the bomb squad a few times, but I think they're still affiliated with the pigs..."

[wannabehunter]

Jo shook her head. "Not that kind of emergency either."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I'm obviously failing at the guessing game," Turtle said, "so why don't you just tell me what kind of emergency then?" She sounded a little snooty about it, but she was also preparing herself for whatever sort of hardcore stuff Jo might be talking about that her naive little simple mind couldn't wrap around.

[wannabehunter]

"Demons, hellhounds, vengeful spirits..." Jo said matter-of-factly. "Not that we've ever actually had anything that major at the roadhouse. But we could have."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

And, yup, there was that little feeling of her brain breaking. Turtle rubbed her eyes with her hand. "Crazy. I'm starting to feel like I'm the abnormal one 'cause I never grew up with things like that."

She was also starting to feel that maybe this was just a really, really, really long dream that would have her waking up and deciding, that's it. No more Oreos before bedtime.

[wannabehunter]

Jo smiled. "I have to admit, it's kinda a relief not to feel like that here."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle chucked a piece of popcorn at Jo and sulked. "No fair. I gotta be considered weird at normal, boring Wisconsin school, and now I gotta be considered weird at weird, crazy Virginia school, too?"

[wannabehunter]

Jo laughed and ducked the popcorn. "Juding by the radio, around here you're not weird until you're like that Booth guy."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle wrinkled her nose. "Maybe. But, I swear, the first time someone says to me, 'what? you don't have a rainbow colored vortex to another dimension in your back yard? What's wrong with you?' followed by snickers, heads are going to roll."

[wannabehunter]

"Save me a seat?" Jo asked. "Should be fun to see how far they'll roll."

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle smirked. "We could place bets. Instead of horse racing? Head rolling."