Third Floor Common Room: Wednesday Afternoon

[bigbadgunn.livejournal.com]

Having nothing better to do today, Gunn had set himself up on the couch where a rerun of Wendy the Werewolf Stalker was playing on the TV. Between laughing at the show he was busy shoveling spoonfuls of Peanut Butter Crunch in his mouth.

In his opinion there were few better ways to waste an afternoon.

[Open of course.]

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[glacial_queen]

"People say the same thing about reading," Karla said with a shrug. "But I like it. You like more adventurous, outdoorsy things, right? With running and falling and jumping and stuff?"

Well, the old Jak did. Karla wasn't sure what the new Jak liked. If he liked anything besides radiating seven flavors of evil.

Though she was inclined to be a little more generous towards him, if she was guessing what his conversation with Azula on the beach was about.

"Did Dinah ever tell you about flying? I mean with wings and everything?"

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"If I don't go looking for it, it tends to find me," Jak said, shrugging a little. Which was just a fancy way of saying 'yeah, I'm looking for it all the damn time.' "But I guess she did?" It was a long time ago. Things... even things about Sandover were fuzzy.

[glacial_queen]

"Well, if you ever get bored with the teevee and want to try something new..." Karla offered, a little lamely. "I have a spare set of wings and everything. It might be something to do in between looking for and being being found by adventures. Or something."

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"I'll keep that in mind."

Because what else could you say?

"Anything like riding a zoomer?"

Yeah, because she'd know what a zoomer was.

[glacial_queen]

This conversation wasn't awkward at all!

"What's a zoomer?" she asked. "I don't, errr, think so? There's no riding of anything. It's just...flying. With wings. You know?"

That was incredibly helpful, Karla.

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

Given a couple more months, Jak would actually totally get that.

But not today. "Right," he said, dubiously. "So like a flut-flut."

[glacial_queen]

"Do flut-fluts have wings?"

You know, there were easier ways to do this. Karla called in her wings and showed them to Jak. "See? The harness goes on over your torso and the wings just do the rest."

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"They fly," Jak started.

And then things were just appearing in thin air. "...Whoa."

He wasn't quite Keanu Reeves, but that was all he had.

[glacial_queen]

"Witch," Karla corrected with a slight grin. "Anything like your flut-fluts?" she asked, shaking them at him again.

Because, y'know, he might have thought she was asking about the sofa, or something.