http://guardianborn.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] guardianborn.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2009-09-11 03:36 pm

Roof - Friday Late Afternoon

Rose's ass was thoroughly kicked by her second training session in the afternoon.  So much so that she was pretty sure if she sat down on her bed, she'd end up asleep right up until tomorrow morning.  Which would be pathetic. 

The rain seemed to have stopped though so she wandered up to the roof and sat on the wall.  It was totally dorky, but she even had a book with her to study. Something about that new determination plus actually having talked Dimitri into fight training had made her realise there were other parts of being a guardian she hadn't been paying attention to.  So she was fixing it...even if this book was a little too focused on the threat of guns to the protectees. 

The longer she was up there, the less the book was actually getting read.

[Home from work early wheeee]

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aww, it's all right if you are, Rose," Alex soothed. "I can understand that polite words, a suit and tie and guys pulling out chairs for you makes you hot. I'm sure the businessman type is quite the catch!"

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, what, you just want me to ask nicely so you can laugh," he decided. "People try to get me to do that all the time."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not gonna happen," he decided with a shake of his head. "You want someone that asks nice, find a nerd."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-11 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Crush him like the demanding girl you are," Alex answered. "And maybe make him get you food."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
"And I'm neither," he declared. "Not a nerd, not a food lackey. What am I, Rose?"

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh uh," he said and waved the cigarette at her. "I asked you first. None of this throwing questions back at me bullshit."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
"That just makes you unoriginal," he said. "Shame."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Unoriginal mockery," he claimed, smirking. "No material of your own, Rose?"

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh, defensive," he said, unmoved. "Why should I give you any credit when you're copying me?"

Living on the edge tonight.

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"And you never did answer my question," he noted. "What's that about?"

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"What I am," he said, shrugging. "The important one."

[identity profile] fratboybitch.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Never mind, Rose," he said, shaking his head and letting it go. Stupid week had him all out of sorts. Now he was asking introspective questions. God.