deck | early evening | monday | september 28

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex hadn't been down to the deck in awhile, having been spending the majority of his time on the roof. Today, though, he found himself out on the deck, lounging in one of the chairs, feet up and sunglasses on. He thought he'd be able to fall asleep, get some sun but it wasn't happening. Still, that didn't mean he was going to give up his comfortable sprawl on the chair.

Well, he could move his arms to light a cigarette and stick it between his lips so he could blow smoke out lazily. He figured since it was his last free day before he had to go back to class, he deserved a day to just sit and laze. If he got bored enough, he'd brought a book down with him but that wasn't getting used anytime soon.

[deck's an open place!]

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[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis was coming back from feeding and riding Trenor, and decided to go up by the deck.

"What do those taste like?" she wondered, peering at the boy.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"What does what taste like?" he asked, peering over at her but not concealing it behind his sunglasses. "Cigarettes?"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Yes. They don't smell like pipes," she observed. "And those are pleasant. At least the ones I've had."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Well, they're not pipes, obviously," he pointed out. "So, yeah, they don't smell like pipes. Amazing how that goes, right?"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Aravis said, rolling her eyes, "thank you for assisting me with that observation. But it's tobacco, and you smoke it. One would think it would be similar."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Do you want one?" he asked, smirking at that eyeroll. He got that so often from girls lately.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"...perhaps," she said, because she was curious. "You've still not told me what it tastes like."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Like chicken," he said dryly. "Fried, that is."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I don't believe you," she replied evenly, "but I'd like to try one. Unless that wasn't a real offer."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"It was a real one," he said and held out the pack out to her, just waiting for her to reach for it. He wouldn't give it up that easily.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis reached to delicately take a cigarette. "I've been here two years and never tried these. Thank you."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Alex yanked the pack back, holding it just over his shoulder. "Gotta ask me nicely."

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

Aravis narrowed her eyes. "I would, but I don't know your name."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Alex," he provided, smiling sweetly.

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"O, benevolent Alex," Aravis began, her voice flat, "might I entreat that, should it please you, you might bestow upon my lowly self the gift of one cigarette, so that I may experience the nuances of this unfamiliar world through yet another heretofore unexplored means?"

Yes, she'd been raised to speak prettily.

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

Now, that was something he hadn't heard before and he ended up laughing at both the speech and the girl.

"I'll admit, no one's ever done that before," he said and tossed the pack at her. "Don't throw up on the deck."

[icecoldfrost]

The roof had felt too crowded for Emma's tastes, so she'd headed towards the deck for today's smoke break, not in the mood to deal with packs of people.

Seeing Alex drew a smirk. "Being lazy, darling? For shame."

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"What's so wrong about a little laziness?" he asked, giving Emma a smile when he saw her. "I'm re-energizing."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had finally had something to eat, so he felt mostly human when he made it to the deck and waved at Alex.

"Have a good weekend?"

[bitten_notshy]

Oh, of course Emma got a smirk of greeting. "Miss Frost," Jack said. "it's been too long. Where have you been hiding?"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," she smirked, taking a cigarette and throwing the pack back. "And don't worry. I've smoked quite a bit before. Just not cigarettes. Do you have a means to light it?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"Spent it mostly alone," he said, shrugging. "So, no, not too good. You?"

[fratboybitch.livejournal.com]

"No, I light it with the power of my brain," he said, digging his lighter out of his pocket. "Magic word?"

[notqueenyet.livejournal.com]

"Now?" she tried.

[icecoldfrost]

"Nothing really, I suppose," she replied, taking a seat on another chair to light-up. "But flaunting it about is cruel of you. Think of all those poor children who had classes today."