"To see how long it takes me to kill Echolls?" Parker said, having caught up with them by now. "You have no *idea* what he wants me to do this week. We're gonna flunk. That's all there is to it. Crap."
"I'm afraid to ask..." Sam said, also shooting a look at Angelus and hoping that Parker caught it. "The possibilities for someone who wants to humiliate you..."
Sam winced. Parker had a lot of enemies. "What are you going to do?"
"Make the biggest goddamn kamikaze explosion possible, and take all bystanders with me." Parker shoots Angelus a deadly look, then bends over the books. "Someone thought they'd get an advantage out of this, and they're wrong. I can drop the course or take an 'F' if I have to."
Sam nods, expecting something like this, especially from Parker. "I have to know...what does he want you to do?"
If Angelus wasn't there and able to hear everything, she'd probably be well on the way to getting herself banned from the library by now. "I just...can't believe it. The Professor looks so nice and normal."
"Support vampires," Parker mutters as low as possible. Maybe Angelus can hear her, maybe he can't because he's talking to Dr. Pierson; either way, she's not getting into this with him yet. This is between her and Echolls for now. "With pictures and testimonials. He's nuts if he thinks one school assignment can get me to do that."
Sam can't help it. She starts laughing, even though it really isn't funny. "I'm sorry...did you say..." She laughs some more, then lowers her voice. "It's a class assignment, not a lobotomy."
"Precisely. And I don't trust that little sneak. I *might* give a testimonal about vampires in other dimensions-- there are three others where they seem to be more ambiguous than they are in Angelus's home dimension-- but do you really think he wouldn't edit the hell out of it, to support his good pal?" Parker snorts. "We're gonna flunk. Flunk. Flunk."
"Well, if you're gonna flunk, Parker," Sam says, offering her an espresso bean, "Do it with style and flair. Give him a quote he can't possibly edit, and in front of witnesses."
Parker grins, caught by that image. "Hmm. Hmmm. Heheheheh. Maybe I will, at that." Her eyes narrow. "Now, what could not be even *slightly* misinterpreted...."
Sam frowns as she begins to think about the problem. "He's worse than a PR secretary when it comes to twisting things. Do you have any tangible evidence you could hold up next to you during the picture?"
Echolls wanted pictures *with* him. He can photoshop me and my Dolce & Gabbana next to Angelus, the real thing ain't gonna happen. For the sake of their lives and my existence outside a Woman's Penitentiary.
That comment was enough to make Parker laugh aloud, then have to stifle because shhh, library.
It's probably the size of whatever heart he's got, so why not? Oops. My bad. The TA got in the way when I was demonstrating how to use lollipop sticks as posthole diggers.
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Sam winced. Parker had a lot of enemies. "What are you going to do?"
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If Angelus wasn't there and able to hear everything, she'd probably be well on the way to getting herself banned from the library by now. "I just...can't believe it. The Professor looks so nice and normal."
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Maybe. Could be edited out, but...
Then she erases the words and scribbles over them.
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She grabs the pencil from the table and writes down, What about having the interview outside, when A can't be there?"
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Echolls wanted pictures *with* him. He can photoshop me and my Dolce & Gabbana next to Angelus, the real thing ain't gonna happen. For the sake of their lives and my existence outside a Woman's Penitentiary.
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It's probably the size of whatever heart he's got, so why not? Oops. My bad. The TA got in the way when I was demonstrating how to use lollipop sticks as posthole diggers.
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