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Reserves: Salle, After Classes

Today, there was a notice set out in the usual place for the reserves group to pack it on up and meet at the Salle, where they would find an assortment of weapons set out, mostly of the 'blunt force trauma' variety.

Fun times with beating on one another today!

"Heya, guys!" And girls, all of whom, Zack was pleased to note, seemed to be back to their usual varying standards of normal, today. He hoped. He didn't want a repeat of yesterday and the mustard attack again. "We thought that today would be a good day to get into handling weapons again, since most of us got to take it easy over break week, and all. No blades this week, but we do have some batons and things like that to work with."

"Nothing you can puncture each other with," Kennedy had to put in. Because that way occasionally lay accidentally dusting your friends. Oops. "Which isn't to say you can't hurt each other a hell of a lot with this stuff, so do we have to remind you to be smart about it?"

"If you don't think you can manage to keep from bludgeoning someone with the batons, we have those noodle... things from last time," Maladicta added. Because there was just no cool way to say 'pool noodle'. Unfortunately.

"So," Zack said, grinning, because... really, there wasn't any way to talk about pool noodles without being seriously uncool, sorry Maladicta, "grab yourself a baton and pair off to spar, but be careful about it. If you're not familiar with the weapon, people can get hurt, and we don't want any clinic visits today."

... He totally had his hot pink pool noodle slung over one shoulder again. Just because.

And got a smack upside the head with a purple noodle. But whoever could have done that? Certainly not Maladicta!

Or Kennedy. Because hers was the dark blue one aimed at his shoulder.

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Maladicta waved that off, having already found a good tailor. "I'll bring you ice cream next time we watch moving pictures."

"I'm not getting the trousers back, am I?"

The sweet smile she gave him probably answered that.

"Are you--planning on staying or did you have other things to do today?"

Yes. Yes, it certainly did.

"I have parkour club," Alexander said, "but other than that, nothing in particular is planned. Why do you ask?"

"I might possibly need... girltalk." She said with with the utmost solemnness it deserved.

Okay, way more than it did.

...

Alexander's palm met his face. And then tried to smoothly move his hand through his hair to pretend that he hadn't reacted like that at all. Which worked nicely to then rub the back of his neck a little.

"Girltalk?" he said, in a wilting voice that said can we not?.

"Advice, if it makes you feel better."

...actually, Alexander realized that, after his encounter with Elphaba the other day, that response actually made him want to almost hug Maladicta.

"Much better. Advice on what?"

"I kissed a boy." A beat. "And I liked it."

She liked it.

Somewhere, a catchy pop song was starting up.

...and Alexander suddenly felt the need for some cherry ChapStik.

And he didn't even know what cherry ChapStik was.

"Did you?" Alexander asked, tilting his head. "Who? Wait. Was it during these last few days? So, was it a boy who is usually a girl? Or he typically is a boy, but was a girl at the moment? While you were also a boy? Or..."

He was beginning to confuse himself here.

"The last two," Maladicta replied, trying to make sure this stayed nice and non-confusing.

Which mean Alexander had to go back and remember what the last two actually had been.

"So," he said carefully, just to make sure he was following, "while you, usually a girl, were a boy, you kissed a girl, who is usually a boy, therefor, technically, you kissed a boy, though at the time he was a girl?"

"While I was a boy," she added.

"While you were a boy," Alexander confirmed with a nod.

And, now that that was sorted out (for the moment), he went back to the original question, "Who was it?"

This had all the odds of becoming a gender based 'Who's on First'.

"Faramir."

"...he did have rather lovely hair," Alexander said after a moment to think about that, but, clearly, by the thoughtful way his forehead was creasing, there was a bit more to his thought process than just Faramir's fine tresses.

"It is," Maladicta said with a sigh before catching herself. "In a certain way. I'm sure."

Okay, so that sigh did make him grin a little. "I'm sure," he agreed. "Have you had a chance to speak with him since then? Do you suppose it will be awkward?"

"Of course it will, he's a boy again," Maladicta replied. That should have been obvious, Alexander.

Well, on the other hand, the two of them had been in each other's pants, and they weren't awkward right now.

"How did it happen?" Alexander asked. "Do you suppose...do you suppose it was because you have...feelings for him?"

WHY ELSE WOULD YOU BE KISSING SOMEONE IF IT WEREN'T FOR TRUE LOVE?

Or your sister...

Or peanut butter mixed with chocolate!

"He was very attractive then," Maladicta said not sulky because she was a vampire and refused to be so. "And I suppose, barring a few physical things, I might find him not unappealing."

Those few physical things, however, seemed to be fairly significant ones.

"I...suppose," Alexander mused, "you should go and see him and see how things go." Then he frowned slightly, shaking his head. "I...am not entirely certain I'm the best person to go to for advice on something like this, Maladicta..."

"You have your lady," Maladicta replied, waving at hi~~s ridiculous yellow scarf~~m.

"Er, I hardly have her," Alexander pointed out, "considering I cannot even find whether or not the land in which she lives exists or not..."

Oh, like that mattered to a romantic. "You will. Heroes tend to manage."

Until they died horribly, but those were minor details.

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