Dorm Roof, Monday Afternoon (Before 7th Period)

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Okay, so the roof wasn't exactly the best place to go when you wanted to hide your face, but it was kind of The Spot for smoking, brooding, and emo as far as Anders was concerned, anyone else's declarations to the contrary completely disregarded.

He was, in the wake of his alternate persona's weekend activities, currently engaged in all three of the above.

Smoking? Well, yeah. He was flaily and trying to calm down in a very unhealthy way.

Brooding? Hey, he'd been a jerk to a lot of people, threatened to kill a few more, and oh-sweet-Lords-of-Kobol, let vampire Willow bite him. So, guilt, which led to brooding.

Emo? Look, he'd gotten to really like that black-orbing thing. He was gonna miss that.

[OOC: Open for all your OMGWTFAWKWARD or other rooflike needs!]

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Anders decided he might as well get it all out as quickly as possible. Maybe he'd get such an "OMGWTFBZUH" reaction out of Dick that he wouldn't have to get too much flak for it.

Hey, it was a thought, right?

He chuckled briefly. "I was an agent of the Underworld and my job was to spread evil by, uh --" Then his resolve started fading. "Seducing women and producing lots of demon babies."

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Dick couldn't help but laugh. "Man! I wish that's who I turned into. I was a superhero who wore a rubber suit. A rubber suit complete with rubber nipples."

"Were you any good at your job?" asked Dick "Cause I was a horrible superhero."

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"I almost was," Anders said. "I kept getting interrupted, though. Damn good thing, 'cause I'm way too young to be paying that much child support."

He flicked his cigarette ash idly over the edge of the roof. "I'd rather have been a horrible superhero. Well . . . I don't know. The rubber nipples might change my mind."

[surferboy-09er.livejournal.com]

"Oh the nipples were horrible. They got mentioned on the radio." says Dick. "For the life of me I can't figure out what the benefits of those would be. Unless like...lasers shot out of them or something."

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Anders snickered. "I don't listen to the radio much any more, but I'm almost sorry I missed that. Nipple lasers might be kind of useful, 'cause I mean, who'd expect that? On the other hand, they might kill your chances of getting laid ever again."

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"Yeah, nipple lasers would be something that required a lot of training before you could use them." Dick agreed. "I just hope none of the people I tried to 'rescue' come after me. I almost started a fight with a teacher but thankfully Robin was too much of a do-gooder to actually do anything."

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"Not the smoothest rescue attempts ever?" asked Anders. "Hell, if we could've picked I'd have traded you."

He paused, smirking just a little at the recollection of a couple of things he'd done over the weekend. "Well . . . okay, maybe not."

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"Hey, I would have definitely traded! Hitting on people is something I have a lot of experience in." says Dick, smiling.

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Somehow? Anders failed to be surprised by that statement. Sometimes people just have that vibe.

"Me, not so much." He scrunched up his face in thought. "It was . . . interesting. I'm just gonna try and chalk it up to a learning experience, and move on."