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Journalism Field Trip

Mitsumushi was waiting silently outside the library, a stem of flowers in one hand, almost dancing to and fro as she explored the hallway. She'd been here often enough with Abe no Seimei, but this was the first time she'd waited to guide anyone else.

Spotting the man she'd agreed to meet, she came to a graceful halt, smiling and waiting for him to approach.

Spider was in a relatively good mood this morning. Bag over his shoulder, he approached the pretty girl and gave her a smile. "Good morning, Mitsumushi. Thank you for agreeing to this."

"It was my pleasure," she told him softly, returning his smile. "When do you wish to leave?"

"As soon as my merry band of no-doubt heavily armed reprobates arrives," Spider told her. "Until then, all we have to do is wait."

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Rory arrives, bringing several cups of coffee. "Hey, anyone who's not caffeinated - or not caffeinated enough," she adds, smiling at Jake, "help yourselves."

She's wearing some of her oldest clothes, and has her hair done in two pigtails...hopefully, this is correct treasure-hunting wear.

"Gilmore," Spider greeted her, stealing one of the cups. "All set to find the perfect, jewels-beyond-price to accessorize your Homecoming ensemble with?"

Rory snorts in a very unladylike way.

"Maybe not for Homecoming, sir, since I'm apparently...going grunge for it. But the perfect jewels-beyond-price to pay for Harvard? That I can do."

Spider snickered into his coffee.

George arrives, gratefully taking a cup of coffee from Rory. "Thanks. I overslept and thought I'd have to face this field trip sans caffeine."

"Never," Rory says, pretending to be apalled. "No one should face anything sans caffeine. Besides, I'm actually trying to get rid of this stuff. I have an entire diner's worth of coffee in my closet...and under my bed...and just lying around my dorm room, because I made the mistake of signing for a delivery for Luke the other day."

"I could probably be persuaded to take some of that coffee off your hands. Most of my supply disappeared when my roommate did." George frowns. "You know, it's a little strange that his television and computer were left behind, but my coffee and coffee maker seem to have gone AWOL."

"Interesting," Rory agrees, thoughtfully stroking her chin as though she had facial hair to thoughtfully stroke. "But yeah, you can definitely have some of the coffee. I've mostly just been using it in my campaign."

George smiles around her coffee cup. "Awesome. You have my vote."

"Yay! And I'm voting for you for Homecoming Queen, by the way. I think," Rory says, trying to remember the other candidates. "I think you're the only one beside Lilly who I've ever really talked to, and I don't think I'd feel right voting for her after what happened yesterday."

Snagging a cup as well, Krycek drinks deeply, ignoring the near-scalding heat. He swings his backpack around as he stands there and rechecks the contents, making sure the few things he meant to bring are there.

"Morning, Alex," Rory says, smiling.

Krycek nods to Rory a little distractedly. "Morning. Thanks for the coffee." Seeing Spider beckoning him, he excuses himself to go talk to the professor.

Spider beckoned to the Intern, sipping at his own coffee.

Dodging other attendees, he nears Spider, expression mildly curious. "Yeah, boss?"

"I've loaned you out to Scooter today." Spider took another sip of his coffee before putting it down and producing a pair of maps. "Here are copies of the other two maps. Stick close, make yourself useful and make sure everyone gets back alive."

Krycek smirks, nodding as he takes the maps. "Sure thing," he says genially. "Anything else I ought to know about this trip?"

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Jake wanders over to him, carrying the thermos in one hand and her backpack in the other. "Hey."

"Hey," he replies, still heading in the direction of the professor. Krycek glances at Jake with that nearly blank look. "Boss is calling. I'll be back around if you haven't left by then."

Eyebrows rising, Jake stares after him, completely taken aback. That is.. That is not how Krycek looks at her. "Whatever," she mutters, unscrewing the thermos lid.

When it looka like Krycek has reached a point in his coffee-drinking and supplies-checking when it might be alright to interrupt him, Scooter wanders over to check in.

"Hi, there - I'm Scooter. I don't think we've met before. Anyway, I guess you already know you're in my group, right?"

Krycek looks up and nods, closing his pack and swinging it back over his shoulder. "Krycek. The professor asked me to be your second, if you'll permit." He seems all business for the moment, competent and professional.

"Professor Jerusalem didn't tell me he was assigning me a second-in command - not that I mind." He adds hastily. "It's just I've never had one before, only been one. I'm sure I'll get used to it, though." He grins. "You ready to go?"

Krycek smiles slightly. "Anytime, sir. Let me know if there's anything you need me to do."

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*nods at Rory in greeting and takes a cup*

Thanks.

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