Second floor stairs to First Floor Lobby, afternoon

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"Have you got it secure?"

Kenzi appeared to be talking to thin air there, at least for the moment.


[ooc: for the ninjaaaaa, and then open to whoever walks by!]

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[forhisfriends.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Simon was just going to be staring some more, and considering invisibility after all. Lost for words for the moment.

Seriously, what was Kenzi doing, actually?

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

A good deed! For everyone! "Two of them? Really?" She beamed. "I just thought Quinn needed to step up her game, and could use some competition... I mean." Um. Ummmmm. "It's not like I can make you do anything, Wes. If you hate it, I can't make you go to the StuCo meetings and eat take-out."

See! Free will! Or something.

[and I must flee, but back to continue this later tonight]

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Sigh! Sigh sigh sigh.

"It may be too late for that at this point," he said, and now he was running a hand through his hair like this was the world's most difficult problem or something. (Well. It was Kenzi.) "As I've promised Quinn I'll ally with her for the duration of the campaign."

It was to stop blood being shed! Really! Though seriously, Wes, that had NOT fit at all with Kenzi's plan.

Simon, however, was getting a free pass on account of the fact that Wes could see that he wanted about as much to do with this as he did. He offered the other boy a slightly sympathetic look.

[forhisfriends.livejournal.com]

He was getting one back, though it was a whole lot more awkard. "I'm sorry," Simon even said. "I should... go."

Because yes, awkward. And not really his business.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome to," Wesley said to relieve him of the awkwardness, then added, "Thank you for the, er. Lights."

Not that he had wanted them in the first place, but it was hard to ditch the politeness, especially around another English kid.

[forhisfriends.livejournal.com]

Yes, Simon wasn't quite as... posh as Wesley, but he was polite and quiet by nature, so it was natural to say, "You're welcome."

Even if it felt weird to say about something the other boy clearly hadn't wanted. Oh well. Simon gave Kenzi a brief nod, then went on his way to go upstairs to his room.

He'd talk to Kenzi about this more later.

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"Chips! Onion rings," Kenzi called after him. Hey, he deserved them.

Then back to Wes. "You're doing what with Quinn?" Hey now! That was not the plan!

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wesley was smirking now, because, hey. One-up on Kenzi. Always nice.

"We decided it would be mutually beneficial to form a single party," he explained. A bit primly, because this was smug Wes. What could you expect? "I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

He wasn't.

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"You are no fun," Kenzi pouted at him, tilting her head back to sigh at the ceiling. See what she had to deal with?

...wait. He was still running. Single party or not. "So I can still do this stuff. Cool!" And that meant there was some other girl to spin into a tizzy with this.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Wesley sighed. Thought about it. Then waved a hand.

"Oh, all right, I suppose."

He turned to go, then doubled back to add, "Though 'Wes' and 'best' don't actually rhyme, I hope you know."

It was important!

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

"But it works with the badass thing. It's that, what you call it... alliteration!" Aha, see, she remembered. "Do I claim to be Shakespeare? Should I be saying 'Wes is Bless'?"

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Dear lord, no," Wesley said quickly. Whether it was the prospect of the humiliation or the lecture he'd get from Quinn that acted as the deterrent, he did not know. But seriously. NO.

Then the part about the badass angle hit, and his eyes went wide.

"Oh," he said, straightening his collar slightly. "Well. Thank you."

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"Welcome!" See! She knew he'd be grateful eventually! "...you're still going to teach me to shoot, right?"

Look pitiful. Hide the gleam of yet more ideas.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Sigh.

"Yes, all right." It was at least more intellectually stimulating than sleeping, at any rate. He did hope she'd be a bit better at it than Percy had been. "When would you like to do that?"

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"Is Wednesday okay? After classes?" Kenzi looked hopeful. "I don't have classes any time after that, though. So it's all good, but I have to work Thursday night."

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

Sigh.

"Fine, fine," he agreed. "Do try not to kill us all, would you?"

But that was mostly good-natured. She had to be a better shot than some others he'd worked with Percy, so he wasn't terribly worried.

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Kenzi grinned. "Just the bad guys and the monsters, Wes."

Oh, she would so be a better shot than PERCY! some people.

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

"Good," he said, nodding in satisfaction. "Well. Wednesday, then."

With a nod in her direction, he was off, hoping all the while that he would wake up in the morning to find the maintenance workers taking down the lights. Really. Please.

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Meanwhile, Kenzi was trying to work out how to bribe the weird janitor guy to leave them up.

Maybe he liked coffee?