5th floor common room ; monday afternoon

[flickofthewrist]

There'd been a new file on Flick's computer when he'd woken up that morning. It hadn't taken a genius to figure out who sent it, not with file name like when you're ready. Mandel was apparently sending him gifts these days. Flick's cursor had hovered over the file for a few moments before he'd turned his computer off. He knew what was in that file: information. Information on his father and possibly the proof that he needed to implicate his old man in Jude's murder. But, Flick wasn't going to take that route, not yet. No, he'd use that information later. After he burned Mandel Academy to the ground, after he took Mandel himself. After. Sure, in the interim, he'd have to worry about his DNA turning him into a murderous predator but he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

His leg was a little stiff this morning so he was taking it easy in the common room. He had a soft spot for the couches, what could he say? The stiffness in his leg meant he'd ordered lunch and had it brought to him. Nothing fancy, just a pizza with everything on it, but he hadn't had to walk into town and it was cheap. He still had plenty of money from selling a bunch of crap last week.

Of course, his luck had to run out eventually. As soon as he turned on the television, an animated Christmas movie assaulted him. That's right, the holidays were coming, weren't they? Great. That was fantastic.

He changed the channel. More Christmas movies. Another channel switch, another Christmas movie.

So, apparently the television hated him. Fine. He'd just hate watch the animated Christmas movie and curse the world when Jingle Bells ended up stuck in his head.

[Open place. Canonical parts lifted from How to Lead a Life of Crime. Christmas is coming.]

Comments

[nottrivial]

"...Oh." Yeah, Alec hadn't been expecting that one. He didn't know the song, and he frowned, brow furrowing even as his posture straightened and he suddenly looked much more attentive and less... well, mopey. Force of habit. "What happened?"

[flickofthewrist]

"Someone taught me a lesson because I screwed over a whole lot of powerful people," Flick said, both revealing a little more about his life but keeping it vague as well.

[nottrivial]

"Some lesson," Alec said, still looking mildly startled. Mildly, though. Other people might be somewhat more shocked by someone saying he'd spent two weeks in a coma. "I can see how that would sour you on taking future trips, yeah."

He wasn't going to ask about the screwing over powerful people. He and Flick had met all of twice, so he didn't feel like he should be prying. Besides, being with Sparkle had kind of trained it into him not to ask about hinted-at petty crimes, even if this one didn't sound quite so petty.

[flickofthewrist]

"I'll be going back at some point," Flick said, shrugging a shoulder. He wasn't about to leave things as they were. There were plans to destroy running through his head.

"Probably sooner rather than later," he added. "I've still gotta burn the world down there."

He'd said that to someone already in the past week. Might as well use it again.