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Flight Club [Flight Shed]

Gavin was hiding under a hooded sweatshirt and a baseball cap today. Yeah, he knew it didn't do much to hide who he was but it was something. And it made it even less likely that he'd look John in the face after...last night.

Kriffing hell, he hated gremlins. He hated this place. And why the kriff had he been the girl?

"Welcome back. There's snacks." Gavin was just bundles of joy today. "Uh, just...practice with your vehicle of choice in the sim and we'll get back on track next week."

When he wasn't wanting to run and disappear into the deepest hole the island offered.

"Pay particular attention to landings. That'll come in handy next week."

With that, Gavin pulled open the sim's door and started wishing for lightning to strike him down.

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Gavin wasn't the one who speechified to the ENTIRE COMMON ROOM about his love for John, though. Gavin would never ever let John forget that if he was going to be bringing up that goddamn lift.

Ugh, Gavin could feel the bile and he gagged a little. God, so gross.

Jaina's issue was that she knew she had to talk to Tahiri, but there was no possible way for her to actually know what do say. She started off with a "Hey," figuring they'dget to whatever the point ended up being soon enough.

"So you figured why stop me from being hurt later," he complained. Because he was hurt. He'd woken up to back and shoulder pain that Tylenol were just not helping.

"And I was supposed to know that how?" she wondered. "Okay, I should have stopped you. I could have maybe distracted you with the Care Bear song that you had me do instead of stopping me."

Like John would ever live that one down. Someday he was going to put Gavin back in the goddamned corner to bring this full circle.

Just beating the piss out of him was starting to look like a really good plan for getting past this...ugh, disgusting dance. GOD THE GRINDING! John would like a white-hot poker for his eyes now, please.

"Hey," Tahiri said in return. "You, um, made it through the weekend and everything okay."

Which she knew, of course, given they'd had class together on Monday and all.

She maybe had a point there. "At least you weren't grinding with Gavin! I would've stopped that, thanks."

She nodded. "So did you. I heard about the clinic." Well, that she'd gone there anyway.

And Gavin would gladly help John imitate that lift again only it would be Gavin tackling John and beating him in the face. But, Gavin would be airborne for a time so he'd consider it a lift.

And what the hell kind of name was Baby, anyway? ALWAYS THE GIRL.

Gavin wasn't thinking about the grinding. If Gavin thought about the grinding, he'd have to think about the fact that there'd been...issues during that whole thing that he hadn't realized during his delusion. And he was just NOT going to think about that.

No.

Tahiri sighed. "I just got hit over the head. It wasn't a big deal." Kind of embarrassing though.

"I honestly wasn't sure what that was," she admitted. Like Jaina had ever grinded (ground?) on the dance floor in her life.

"Spare parts?" she asked, guessing at the weapon. Since she was probably never going to get hit with that many body parts again herself, at least not until she someday got concussed by a dead guy.

Just so long as the damn tackling didn't in any way involve their groins going anywhere NEAR each other.

Because Gavin was unfortunately NOT a girl and John knew that and--please pause for more dry heaving if John has to think about that part for another millisecond.

"Well, I guess you'll have to find someone to show you," he snarked, regretting the words immediately but holding firm to his cranky attitude.

"Yeah, because the fit you'd throw to me doing that would be funny," she said dryly. "It's a gremlin bite. Just wait till I get mine, then you'll feel better."

If Gavin could find a way to do it without getting arrested, he was going to burn John's groin off to prevent his groin from invading anyone again. It was a menace.

Gavin felt sick to his stomach again, just remembering how he'd gazed into John's face like they were meant to be or something. And how John had sung to him and then they'd...ugh. Not thinking about that.

Oh god, he'd thought of doing dirty things with John. His mind was not equipped for this.

Anemone

"Leg. And that was after I got tripped up by a ribcage." Yeah, that part still grossed her out, but really, as far as embarrassing ways to lose consciousness went this one might not be the worst one she'd ever add to her list. "Look, about going off on you --"

Tahiri paused there, because she wasn't exactly sorry she had.

"Hey, I wouldn't throw a fit!" Yes he would. "You were hip thrusting at the general public a couple weeks ago and I didn't complain." Oh but he would.

"When I thought I was a bear? That doesn't even count. And that was not hip thrusting!" It kind of was.

"It really was," he pointed out. "Go ahead, try it without the bite."

Jaina both wanted to hear what she had to say, and really didn't. Not that it would stop her from asking. "What about it?"

"No," she frowned.

"I could have picked a better time." Tahiri, who wasn't exactly looking at Jaina right now, had a great track record of that lately. "I'd been meaning to, after I heard what happened to John. Not go off on you, I mean. Just talk to you, but stuff just kept happening."

"Like I thought." Why he thought he could get away with being a bitch was beyond anyone.

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