http://onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] onlysmokesnics.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-09-04 09:56 pm

Fourth Floor Common Room | Friday Late Evening | 9/4

Hayley was having trouble sleeping again. She'd tried everything. Counting jumping sheep, counting sheep jumping in a minefield, the usual sort of thing. None of it was working. So Hayley padded out to the common room in her bright pink pajamas (thank you, Elle).

She turned on the TV, only to discover late night re-runs of Vanessa Saturn. Wow, TV had change a lot since her time...

[[Open to one and all]]

[[eta: collapsing asleep now, folks. Will pick up SP tags tomorrow, if that's okay.]]

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Jak's hands lingered over his ears, but he stopped smoothing them, at least. He blinked up at her. Was that a good thing?

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Jak scratched the back of his head. He wasn't actually sure what a pulp novel was? Cue more confused gestures.

... Finally, he just pointed at her. He was probably trying to divine her name. He was probably... also not very clear about that.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
With a sigh, Jak fished back around in his pocket, got the sign out, and tapped the part that said Hi My Name Is.

He missed Sandover on days like this. Seriously now.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
There was a reason that after no more than a few days, that paper already looked crumpled again, as Jak unceremoniously shoved it into his pocket and scooted over to offer her a hand.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
He shook his head, and gestured at his shoulder again. He had someone!

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Jak made a few lofty gestures that implied that Daxter wasn't an it, he was a he, and he'd be both put off by being mistaken for an it and would probably try to hit on Hayley in the same breath.

As to whether he got any of this across? Your mileage may vary.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
... Jak sighed.

He nodded.

He was used to people interpreting him as they wished, depressingly enough.

[identity profile] unborn-renegade.livejournal.com 2009-09-05 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
That did seem fair-- well, fair in as much as anything that involved people utterly misinterpreting him went. He shot the remote a look before taking it.

Aiming it at the television, he promptly switched the channel back to MTV. He was hoping for more Wildboyz.