Wednesday After Classes, Roof

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

Ami sat on the roof being emo, reading her new book. Oh look, global warming. Oh look Nazis. Oh look the Crusades. Human-made disasters were fun. That's it. Fun.


[open. emo girl alert]

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[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

Ami looked at him like he was insane.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

He grinned like an idiot at her. "Sorry, just wanting shorts weather back. Permanently."

He crouches down next to her. "So what's on your mind?"

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"Setsuna."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Werechicken? Yeah, ever since she's been doing that thing, I've been thinking about her. Usually late at night, when I'm practicing, trying to get the right grip on it. She said it'd take practice, and that I wasn't doing it wrong, but, I still... dunno. Sometimes I can touch it wtihout a probelm, and the other times I get too nervous and lose focus."

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

Again, Ami repeated the 'are you nuts?' look.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Sorry. I kinda came up here to get some privacy and some space, since my room's a bit cramped to do it, and it seemed like a good idea. Didn't think I'd have an audience, though. Can't really perform under pressure like that," he said with a smile.

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"I could go away if you want."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Naw. You were here first. And just because I want to touch it is no reason to drive you away," he said. He turns to look at her. "You do not look happy. WHo do I have to beat up?"

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"Me, mostly."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Well, that's no fun. Unless you can do that Chi stuff like Setsuna. I'm trying. Been training every day."

He pokes her in the arm. "What's wrong? Seriously?"

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"Told you. Candy. Alcohol. Setsuna."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"What'd you do, whack her with a sword? Not that I blame you."

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"No."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Well, what'd you do?"

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"Candy. Alcohol. Drunk. Kissed Setsuna." Ami stared a bit dreamily down at the ground.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John had several responses.

One being: "Oh, you too? She's a spitfire, but... not really my type."

Another being: "...I'll be in my bunk."

Yet another: "Dude. Billy? He know?"

Hey, there's a fourth: "You? SHe? But... gay?"

In fact, he's too busy trying to come up with something to say that wasn't gonna get him smacked that he didn't actually say anything at all. For a moment.

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"See. Bad."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Kinda bad? Um. You kissed her because you wanted to kiss her, or kissed her because she was drunk and stuff?" John seriouses.

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"both?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Well, then, that's not so bad. What about Billy?"

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"That would be the bad."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Aaaaah. I can see how that'd be the bad. Do you regret it? Was it g--was it what you expected?"

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"No i do not. And i did nto expect anything. It was an experiment."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John understood. Who hadn't experimented?

"And what were the results of the experiment?"

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

"Not sure. Haven't decided yet..."