http://weetinyreese.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] weetinyreese.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2010-07-17 12:30 pm

First Floor Rec Room - Friday Night

The times you could find Kyle Reese sitting and staring at a television without any other distraction could be counted on one hand. This was one of those nights though, and he felt like zoning out. There was some show on about an FBI agent going into a beauty pageant. Kyle wasn't paying a lot of attention to it.

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
George wasn' terribly upset no one had come for him. Admittedly he couldn't think of anyone dead that he wanted to see again. The old Rogue was a possibility, but then if he came back, he might not be so happy to be back so...

Though he was a bit bored by the fact that the only thing going on seemed to be people re-uniting with their loved ones.

Until he found Kyle hanging out in the dorms. "Hey lad," he said, coming into to check out what was going on. "What are ye up to?"

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
He flopped down next to Kyle, raising an eyebrow at the lass wit' th' gun. "Not me, no. Guessin' ye didn' either from th' watchin' th' teevee?"

Which - seemed like a much, much worse thing for Kyle now that he thought about it.

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Mayhap no one came fer us cause we've already got dead people on th'island," George said thoughtfully. "What wit' Beka and yer Marcus an' all."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah, can't think of no one," he said, well-aware how lucky that made him both at Fandom and in the Lower City. "Were ye wishin' fer yer Da or yer Mam?"
Edited 2010-07-17 03:10 (UTC)

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Wish they'd've come for ye," George said honestly. "Tisn' like they wouldn't if they could've." He didn't want to dwell on it though and make Kyle feel bad. "Wanna play one of them video game things?"

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 03:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Lies, I'll be kickin' yer ass," George argued, catching the controller. "Who did come fer Alice?" He paused. "...did she come back?"

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
George snorted at Kyle's remark. "Alice is lucky Karla didn' hex her or some sort. Send her wherever she does keep all that stuff she disappears." He eyed the controller, making sure he was familiar with the buttons. Marginally, he was. "Didn' know that about Alice. No wonder she's a bit tetchy about security an' th' like."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Y'think?" George asked, taking Kyle opinion seriously. "In th'future y'mean or fer me mam now?"

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I do," he agreed. "She do be under th'Rogue's protection now. But y'never know if such things'll when th'leadership changes an' th'like."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"An' that would've been terrible," George grinned, elbowing Kyle in the side. "We'd both be up a pole." He watched the changes on the screen, fiddling with his controls. "If I draw up an plan of th' house, would ye help me figure somethin' out?"

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Both," he decided. "There's not no restrictions on bringin' things back."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
George laughed good-naturedly at Kyle's requirements. "How many should we have? I can be thinkin' of twenty off th'top of me head."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
"If th'whole Lower City goes up, I won' have nothin' to rule as th'Rogue," George chuckled. "T'would be a sad day fer me. We'll avoid that, aye."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
"She jus' wanted me t'stay th'year," he admitted, glancing over at Kyle. "But I don' see much reason t'go back yet." Which was the hidden answer of he didn't want to leave his friends.

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Course it wouldn't," he agreed staunchly if far too literally. "I wouldn' be here." George grinned over at Kyle. "Though I do say th'same thing about ye. Glad y'did come back e'en though I've said it before."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 07:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Don' have a roommate a'tall since Layla left," George acknowledged. "But - would like it if ye didn' mind. An' be a hunnrit times better than th'school assignin' someone else who couldn' be trusted t'share."

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
George grinned and reached up to give Kyle a high-five. "This would be the best idea ever. Soon as we get back from th'cabins, aye?"

[identity profile] noearsyet.livejournal.com 2010-07-17 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Good t'know," he joked. "I'll make sure ye get th'bundle wit' all the stones."