http://laidanegg.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] laidanegg.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-10-11 03:03 pm

Second Floor Boy's Bathroom, Saturday afternoon

Richard J. Grayson, Esq woke up in the shower. "It was all just a dream," he said, remembering his fictional silly bout with amnesia and a nap in a church that clearly never happened. What kind of schmuck was named 'DJ' anyway? Not THIS kind of schmuck. Richard was a schmuck with money who all the women wanted and all the men wanted to be (and possibly wanted as well because he really was that hot). If only he didn't have that mysterious past that he could never reveal to ANYONE unless it was during November or February or May...

But none of that mattered right now, because he was showering. Oh yeah.

[OOC: As far as Dick is concerned, nothing before waking up in the shower happened. Also, post is open.]

[identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Ella didn't expect anyone to be in the boy's bathroom, and, if anyone was, she'd claim an innocent mistake.

In truth, her reasons for going in were anything but innocent. She hoped someone had left some jewelry or electronic trinket, something of value, that she could pawn for drug money.

She crept into the bathroom as quietly as she could and cast a quick and practiced eye over the counters and floor. She might have even gotten away silently if she hadn't knocked over an entire row of shampoo bottles while trying to check behind them.

She froze at the clatter, hoping whoever was int he shower hadn't noticed.

[identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"No one!" Ella assured the voice, recognizing it as Dick's. "I mean, it's Ella. I wanted to surprise you."

Her eyes had fallen on the jeans, and she was trying to figure out a way to get that wallet out of the pocket without him noticing.

[identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Ella tried to look flirtatious, which was hard to do when you thought your skin was going to crawl right off the body if you didn't get a hit of dope in the next five minutes. "Is it so unusual," she asked, reaching to touch his shoulder, "that a girl would want to see if she could catch someone like you in the shower? I thought you might need company."

She would gag at herself later. Right now, she wanted that wallet.

[identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Ella eagerly returned the kiss, though her eyes stayed open as they flickered to the wallet again. She stepped backward, guiding them to the wall closest to his pants.

[identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"You still owe me something for mine," she reminded Dick, hand running down to his waist and teasing at the top of the towel.

Her kisses were crossing from PG-13 into soft R territory. Kissing him was never exactly a hardship, and if she needed to seduce him to get the wallet, she'd make sure they both had a good time. It would distract her from the jonesing.

[identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Which gave Ella a perfect opening to reach over with a free hand, nimbly grab the wallet full of twenties, and heave it toward the bathroom door as hard as she could, so she could easily scoop it up on her way out.

And then she returned to the way she had been distracting him, pulling them both to the floor.

[identity profile] ella-obeys.livejournal.com 2008-10-11 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Ella could still feel the warmth of Dick's body against her skin as she grabbed the wallet and wandered off. "So long, lover," she called over her shoulder, but she made no effort to linger.

She had a dealer to find.