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fandomhigh2005-10-08 01:54 pm
notstakedyet.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhigh2005-10-08 01:54 pm
Student newspaper, election edition
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.
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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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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