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fandomhighdorms2007-01-16 08:43 pm
cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhighdorms2007-01-16 08:43 pm
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Dorm Roof, Tuesday Night
Anders was pacing back and forth across the roof, leaving a trail of cigarette butts behind him. After his talk with Bridge this afternoon, and going to the clinic with Parker this evening to check up on Cally, it was safe to say that he was pretty agitated.
Hence the chain smoking.
Two of the most important people in his life, one stripped of his powers and the other horribly beaten. And there wasn't a damn thing Anders could have done to stop either of those things from happening.
He flicked a dwindling cigarette butt -- the last one in this pack -- over the edge of the roof and watched it fall into the darkness, then opened a fresh pack and lit up again.
His lungs were going to hate him in the morning, but it seemed like a better alternative than breaking his hand trying to hit things, at least.
[OOC: Open in that roof-y way, although it is kinda smoky up here.]
Hence the chain smoking.
Two of the most important people in his life, one stripped of his powers and the other horribly beaten. And there wasn't a damn thing Anders could have done to stop either of those things from happening.
He flicked a dwindling cigarette butt -- the last one in this pack -- over the edge of the roof and watched it fall into the darkness, then opened a fresh pack and lit up again.
His lungs were going to hate him in the morning, but it seemed like a better alternative than breaking his hand trying to hit things, at least.
[OOC: Open in that roof-y way, although it is kinda smoky up here.]