Student newspaper, election edition

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The day after homecoming (*cough* and any post-Homecoming or during Homecoming things that are still being slow played *cough*) found Angelus in the journalism classroom. He'd taken over a few desks and chairs, moving them so that he could sit in one chair with a mug of warm blood on a desk beside him, his feet raised and propped up on a desk in front of him, and a laptop cradled in his lap.

He typed away at his article.

Anyone watching him would notice two things:

1) He was still disturbingly cheerful, albeit focused on his work

2) He was dressed in black jeans, a black long-sleeved, form-fitting T-shirt, black shoes, and a pair of black-rimmed eyeglasses.

It was possible for people to interrupt him if they cared to.

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"Considering what the ex could do to me I've learned to be cautious about annoying strong women," Angelus said. "It's how I've lived such a long and healthy life."

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"Ah. So is that why you left me alone at the debates?" Beka asked, a hint of a smile playing about her lips. She'd been wanting to know, and while she doubted this was the reason, it was a good excuse to ask.

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"You didn't need my help," Angelus told her. "You were handling it just fine."

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Beka blinked and took that in. "A compliment, Angelus? How extraordinary. I'll file that away in my most treasured memories."

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"I don't like people who waste my time," Angelus said. "If you were one of them, we wouldn't talk. It's the beauty of my whole sadistic psychopathic serial killer lifestyle."

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"Tsk." Beka made mock hand-wringing motions. "What's a heroine to do? I can hardly defend you from your own declarations."

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"I'd make a crude suggestion but I'm being a good boy," Angelus clasped his hands as if in prayer. "Otherwise I'll never atone for all my naughty sins."

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Beka rolled her eyes. "Right. And I'm giving up sex for Lent."

She went back to her notes, adding what she'd remembered about CJ dancing with Jayne and Anakin, and how jealous Ten had been--undoubtedly why he'd asked her to dance.

That, she could use. But the things she'd said to him? CJ would probably kill her. She smiled grimly. Many things were left better unsaid, and people would speculate about why the Doctor had come to her anyhow.

When she reached for a sip of coffee, she found it empty. She stood, stretched, and went over to the coffee pots to pour herself some more.

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"You actually Catholic?"

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Moved this to here (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/193981.html?thread=8962749#t8962749) for ease of reading.