Fourth Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

Blah blah a week after his last mission, twitchy, blah, but at least this time around Jak had something to keep him occupied while he waited.

Seriously. He should've figured out there was a sports channel a long time ago.

Since the dance meant he'd missed a chunk of the action yesterday, he was now watching reruns. You know. Appreciating all the winter sports. Say what you wanted about the silly outfits, but that Kramer kid could skate.

He leaned back on the common room couch and munched on some Doritos.

[[ open, although with the occasional blast of SP as Mass Effect 2 seems to be eating my brain. I have no excuse for my blatant nationalism beyond suck it, Hedrick ]]

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"It does! The track's small enough that if you go fast, there's the wall. Splshhhhh...!" Dinah said, making an explosion sound. She peeled the foil off one of the chocolates, shaking her head. "Karla got me out on the ice a month ago in town. Took forever just to learn balance on the skates, forget going fast."

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"Think I like the long-track better," Jak said, devouring his chocolate like the tiny thing it was. "It's more of a race."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah held up another chocolate inquiringly, and said, "They can get up more speed, yeah. Little less about control." She grinned. "Although I'm liking the ski jumpers too. Whoooooooosh into the air, and just hang there." They kind of reminded her of Ramone.

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"And then they hit the ground hard," Jak finished. Possibly not thinking about anyone's flying squirrels.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"And break something," Dinah admitted. "Or risk it. But still! When it works, it really works." It did kind of remind her of the pillar jumping too, yeah.

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"Better than the Nordic, at least." Jak didn't get the Nordic.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"I dunno. It does kind of show who's the best overall skier... but they could just enter in jumping and cross-country if they wanted to. You'd get more medals that way." Dinah shook her head. "More chocolate?"

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"Nah, I'm good." Being this familiar with Dinah again was weird enough without getting hopped up on sugar. "Did you have a good dance?" Awwwkward.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Enh. Meh. Enh?" Awwwwwkward question. Tough question. "I didn't have a bad one?" Dinah shrugged. "I got to dance. Caught up with a few people. Did you go?"

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"Dax wouldn't stop talking my ears off about it," Jak said, both of his shoulders coming up into a shrug again.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah had a chocolate in her mouth, and that got Jak a "bzuh?" look while she chewed. Swallowing, she said, "What, Dax wants to go to dances?"

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"Valentine's Dance," Jak clarified.

And patiently waited for it to sink in.

What, Dinah'd met Dax.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Ohhhh." Yeah, she had. Wow, new levels of weird awkward. "Sooo... that work out? Okay?"

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"I told him he couldn't come over to pick up 'desperate chicks'," Jak said, blinking at her for two seconds. Maybe three.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah choked, and started laughing, then had to take a few minutes for the coughing to subside down to giggles. "Ohhh, wow. On behalf of single women at the dance, thanks." She snickered. "Dax is cute, but Tess can keep him. Or, whatever it is they're doing."

[unborn-renegade.livejournal.com]

"...Yeah, I don't want to think about that." This is Jak's yeugh-face.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Mmmmmm. Skiing better. Skating better. Hockey awesome." Dinah didn't keep the giggle out of her voice, but was breathing easy again. She took another sip of her drink, then got up. "More chocolates to deliver. See you laters, Jak."