Psychology Class - Cancelled (10/05/05)

[crazyvampchick]

A small note tacked up outside of the Psychology classroom reads as follows:

Class For Today Is Cancelled

I am looking for a teaching assistant. Please leave a message on my voice mail if you wish to apply. Note: This position is not for those with delicate constitutions.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John walks by the classroom on the way to hide out do homework in his own dorm room. He sees the note.

"Aww, hope she's not ill or anything. Really I do," he says sarcastically and walks away with a smirk.

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*walks up to door* *finds note*

*turns around and starts heading home, his only class cancelled today*

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*Vala blows by long enough to mutter "Figures!" and keep going*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John catches the sight of Vala walking briskly by the room and jogs to catch up. If she's seen Cam...

"Thumper, hey!"

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

What?

*doesn't stop walking, pissy mood doesn't even begin to cover it*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John speeds up until he's in front of her, walking backwards.

"You all right?" He waves the question away immediately. "No, I know you're not all right if you've seen...him. Wanna talk about it?"

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Talk about what? His new girlfriend? Not really, no. But I'm sure he'd be happy to. *mutters* Won't shut up about the bitch.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John keeps walking backwards, occaisonally sparing glances over his shoulder to make sure he doesn't trip and fall.

"Thumper, I saw him this morning too. I came *this* close to decking him. And if you've seen him, I know it's worse. You were there for me with the mindfrell. I'm trying to be there for you." John thwaps his chest. "You could hit me. Cam and I kind of look alike. I wouldn't mind. I'm tough."

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*she finally stops and just looks at him*

I already hit him. Last night. Not that I'd mind doing it again...

*wavers, not being good at accepting help/comfort*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Uh, and don't hit me too hard for saying this, but I give comfort through touch. Like hugs and stuff. I could give you one of those if you don't wanna talk.

Or we could go have a drink? Eat some dinner? I could make fun of your hair and you could make fun of my lack of experience? Hell, I'll even let you tell everyone that I stripped for you.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*sighs*

You know, I think a drink is sounding really good about now.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John smiles a little.

"Sure, let's go get a drink. I'll drive."

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

[cerulean--eyes.livejournal.com]

Boone sighs when he reads the note. If he'd known that, he would have stayed home. With Carl. He shrugs and heads back to town.


[OOC: Boone and Oz share headspace, Oz wouldn't have shown up for class today, he's trying to learn how to control his inner wolf...]