Third Floor Common Room; Wednesday Evening [ 01/12 ].

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Wednesdays had always been a busy day for Alexander, what with classes, reserves, and work, but it was not over yet. He had been given an assignment from Deadpool that evening and, as pointless as it seemed, he figured he would, at the very least, give it a try.

Which mean that he had made some popcorn, got some ice cream, and planned to spend the evening in front of the television, on the channel dubbed "the CW" to manfully sit through the programs of that night.

Which apparently meant....a spy show and cheerleaders.

This...was going to be interesting, yes.

But at least it wasn't Rumor Gal.

[[ yes, common room is open. yes, my roommate is an evil woman ]]

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[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"She's the one who did the, er, pyrotechnics, I believe they were called, for the play," Alexander mused, "so I worked with her a bit backstage. Hers was also the first office I came across."

He'd honestly thought something was on fire inside with all the smoke coming from the open door...

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"Oh, yes," Elphaba said. She'd not greeted the woman, but she was hard to miss. "I know of her, I thought the name rang a bell, but I was not sure."

"Well, I'm glad for your fortune. I'm sure your skills are just being... tested before you can venture out on your mission."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Alexander's smile at that was a little dry.

"As much as I should wish a receipt from the Perk could help me on my mission," he said, "I'm not quite sure it will."

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"Well, not literally," Elphaba said, looking a little sad that her words had seemingly fallen flat. "I meant just... an exercise in searching and finding must have been good."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

Well, Alexander's mission was Serious Business, you know...

"It is helpful," he allowed, seeing that little shift in Elphaba's expression that he seemed to cause quite often and smiling with apology. "Searching and finding has been quite successful for me in the past, actually, though I'm afraid perhaps my luck has run out in it being successful for the big things."

And, really, since the last big thing was preventing himself from being murdered by a crazy wizard, he really couldn't complain too much.

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

It wasn't so much that Alexander caused it, but that Elphaba got easily demoralized when it came to social missteps with her friends.

Most anyone else, and she'd not have cared one iota how her words had been received.

"Well if I ever misplace anything important, I'll seek your help," she said. "Though my most important possession, I've always kept that in the same place."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"What would your most important possession be?" asked Alexander, tilting his head and unable to avoid asking since Elphaba had brought it up. "Or is that something secret and private?"

Whatever it was, it was probably a lot more interesting that what was on the television.

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"Well you're hardly a stranger," Elphaba said. "It is very private, but I would, and will, share it with you."

She thought he'd be quite respectful of it, as he always was.

"It's a bottle. Green glass, like an elixir bottle I think. It was my mother's, and the one thing of hers that I own. I keep it under my pillow so that..."

She trailed off a moment, this last part being quite personal. "So that I have something of her near."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"Then it would be quite terrible if you were to lose it, for whatever reason," Alexander said, smiling faintly. He did have a terrible soft spot for the sentimental, after all; even thinking of the connection to such an item made him sigh slightly, wishing he could have claim to something of Cassima's to cherish in such a manner.

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"I knocked it over, once," Elphaba said. "It tumbled to the floor but thankfully did not smash. Though my distress apparently screamed across the hall and Raven nearly ran straight through my room door."

She chuckled a little at that thought. Raven really had been such a good friend.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"It must be fairly sturdy, then," Alexander said, chuckling a little himself, as well. "Which is good if you're planning to keep it under your pillow."

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"Thankfully so," Elphaba said. "It's lived under whatever pillow I have for the past fourteen some years, after all. I sometimes wonder if the bottle itself is somehow magical."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't be terribly surprised," Alexander mused a little to himself. "There are many different forms of magic, and I'm sure the meaning the bottle has to you gives it strength."

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"I never thought of it that way," Elphaba said. "Like my care for it might help protect it."

It didn't seem all the implausible, actually.

"You're very insightful, as always, Alexander."

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"You're making me blush, Elphaba," Alexander said with a bit of a laugh. "But thank you. Where I'm from, it's quite a survival technique more than anything else, but I'm glad it can be appreciated."

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"Sorry," Elphaba said, a little flushed herself. "It's an emotional subject for me, as you can imagine."

She paused for a moment, then just took another noisy bite of her apple.

[daventryprince.livejournal.com]

"No need to apologize," Alexander assured her. "It's good to have something like that of your mother's, to give you a bit of strength and remind you of her. Is it upsetting to talk of her?"

[didntchewgrass.livejournal.com]

"She died when I was very young," Elphaba said. That part was at least easy to share. The rest got messy, and she didn't wish to burden Alexander with it. Not, at least, right now. "It was while giving birth to Nessa, my sister. So it's a sense of... emptiness, often, when I think of her."