Study Hall --- Thursday, October 20th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah sits at the front desk, leaning back in her chair with her feet up and looking like she's asleep. There's a few gigantic boxes of donuts, hot coffee and tea for anybody else who arrives in study hall as early as she has, and while it may look as if she's perfectly harmless like this, there is a pile of rubber bands very near her hand. The threat that she'll shoot them at anyone who bugs her is obvious.

(OOC: Forgive the mun, but she's just started a new night job and will be sleeping through a lot of the day, so it's either a few days a week of study hall bright and early or study hall late and dark.)

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[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han looks at him suspiciously. "What'd you put in it?" But he takes it anyway and drinks before the answer comes. With everything else that's happened, Jayne being agreeable isn't even out of the ordinary.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*gives him an odd look, but doesnt respond in any other way*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han finishes the coffee, and is starting to feel more like himself. "Hey, thanks." He looks down and then up again. "Forgot my manners this morning. I'm sorry. I had a helluva night."

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

tell me *sounds gruff, but not totally disinterested*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Last thing I know was real was standing in Spike's while Chewie got a keg. Talked to George a little. She's a nice girl, likes you a lot."

He looks at the coffee he snagged earlier, which has gone cold. "After that, it's all kind of like one of those nightmares that just hangs on you even after you wake up. Chewie took the Falcon and left me stranded, and this blond guy suggested I go stay with a friend. I went down to the Apple, and Bagoas died on me, and the next thing I know, I'm waking up, in the hall with a killer headache and a busted jaw. Bagoas is sleeping peacefully and Sebastian tells me, over breakfast, that the Falcon is where she always has been."

He shakes his head, something in his face still drawn and tight. "I'm going home after shop. I don't have anything else until Business tonight. I'm going to sleep the end of this off. I'm still getting flashes of waking up with him dead in my arms."

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*takes a long time to process all of this*

It... so It *aint* dead? *looks concerned, worried, and releived, all at the same time*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"No he isn't. I feel like I should be out making offerings to Chewie's Trees or something. He's fine. His fever even broke last night, they told me."

He props his head in one hand. "Helluva night. Did George ever find you?"

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*shakes head, looking worried*

George-girl was lookin for me? *grins*
Ill have ta track her down, see what she wanted....

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Might not be a bad idea. If she got into whatever it was that I did..."

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*slightly worried look crosses his face, then he goes back to a carefully blank expression*

You wanna get into something else?
*slight smirk as he lifts his coffee, sipping*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"A lot of stuff, starting with a hot shower, clean clothes and more beer than I'm allowed even on weekends."

Han is still too wrecked to pick up the double meaning.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Then maybe ya should come back to my place for all of that.
No furry guard there to keep ya from drinkin...

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Can't. Chewie's already gonna nail my butt to the hull for being out all last night, even if I wasn't right. Going anywhere but home will get me grounded until I'm thirty." A spasm crosses his face. "And he just might decide I'm not worth the trouble and take off for good."

A thought lifts that. "But you're welcome to come back with me."

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

yeah... thatll work.
*looks less the happy for a moment, but it passes, gving Han a trademark smirk and getting up out of his chair*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"I'm out at noon. Come on by any time. We'll see what Tykarian beer does for a knocked out jaw."

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

Ill see ya at noon, then.
*looks him over, then turns away before Han can see the look of nervous uncertianty on his face*