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Library, [01/02]

Jono had better things to do today than take in some bloody picnic. Like chill out with the books. Jonothon liked the books, damn it. The only chewing that he was expected to do on them was only in the most figurative sense, and he wasn't expected to do any socializing or speaking to them, and--

Had Jonothon ever mentioned how much he had always wished for this sort of excuse to avoid the hell out of the Welcome Picnic?

This was because Jono was an antisocial plonker.

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Jonothon nodded a little.

//I'm certain that she won't mind,// he replied, shrugging his shoulders. //I think th'two of you will get on rather well, really.//

Honestly, he couldn't imagine them not.

[Sorry so slow! Company showed up. o.0]

"We were already acquainted, so now we will have the opportunity to learn to know each other better, which I am looking forward to," Raven said. "And while I promised not to inconvenience her, she understood that there are times I will want privacy." For meditation, and more importantly, for Jono-snuggling.

[How dare they!]

Naturally, the snuggling was the important part here! What else possibly could be?

//She's got a fair to active social life herself,// Jono noted, pleasantly. For Jono. //I imagine she'll be asking for th'favour to be returned, at any rate. But I'm certain you'll both be able to make something work, mm?//

Raven swung her legs a bit, then tried to hook one foot behind Jono to draw him closer to her. "Then I shall have to come down to your room in that case," she decided. "Assuming that is all right with George."

//I can't imagine George would have many problems with the extra company,// Jono replied, scootching a little closer, still. //She's not exactly a social butterfly, but she's... well... she's George.//

A pushover. But in nicer terms, generally.

Aha! Jono had fallen into her trap, and now she was going to wrap her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Everyone was at the picnic, after all, and the books weren't going to tell she was being so brazen.

...she hoped.

"How has your year been so far?" she asked, ruffling his hair with her fingers. "Mine started very well." With no nightmares since the one about Hannibal, so far. Though when she found out he really was a vampire and had almost bitten her, she'd probably faint.

Jonothon took the hair-ruffling like a man. Like a man.

//I haven't been given any cause for complaint just yet,// he decided, resting his hands on her hips. His hair was going to just do its own thing, now.

Bloody hair.

//I suppose we'll see what sorts of new students this semester brings, before I pass judgment on it. But I haven't had any real troubles, not yet.//

Because, you know, he hadn't actually met any of the new students just yet. Imagine that.

She couldn't help herself! She told him she liked touching him. And his hair ~~when it wasn't doing the sticking completely straight up Dracula thrall maneuver, AZAR~~ was a frequent target.

"What classes will you be taking?" she asked, still playing with the hair at the back of his neck. She thought they might have a class together if he'd picked one of the same as she.

//Chemistry,// he replied, thoughtfully, //Psionics, and... er... dealing with idiots.//

He looked more than a little sheepish, admitting that last one to Raven. The second one, meanwhile, had him a touch uneasy.

He'd had a class with Kerrigan before. This semester was bound to be interesting.

//You?//

Raven did wrinkle her nose at the name of the last class.

"I will be taking Paranormal Activity 101, the Art of Pacifism, and What Not to Do in a Fight," she said, then added with a smile, "And we will have Psionics together."

She'd never had a class with Kerrigan before, so she had no idea what to expect, but she did pick up on Jono's unease. "Is there something about that class that worries you?" she asked.

Jono kind of blinked a little. Yes, he was a touch surprised that Raven was in a class taught by Deadpool. He'd nearly signed up for it himself, but there was a definite communication barrier there, and so he'd decided to stick with courses where the teachers would actually be able to hear him.

//I'm not sure,// he confessed. //I can't deny that it's a crash-course in psionics that's been much needed, but Kerrigan has... a very unique view of th'world, when it comes to power and how it ought to be put to use.//

If he'd asked, Raven would've told him it was because Lady Ghanima was co-teaching, and she was a huge Ghani fangirl. Not quite Anakin levels, but she took all of Ghani's classes.

"I do not know Professor Kerrigan at all," Raven said, but now she was curious about this "unique view." "I signed up for her class since my powers are based in the mind...and because I wished to understand yours better."

Awww. Jono was actually kind of flattered about that, yes.

//If by the end of the semester, you understand my powers better than I do, I wouldn't be terribly surprised,// he admitted, sheepishly. //I'm... not really very good at this.//

He could be, but that was a different matter completely.

Raven could have pointed out how it was likely because he resented them so much, but it wasn't the time for it. "I struggle with mine as well at times," she said instead, leaning in closer. "There is always more to learn. And if there is any way I can help you learn, you do not even have to ask."

//We can be study partners together, mm?//

Jono looked like he could handle that.

//Not that I foresee us getting much in th'way of studying done, mind.//

"Of course," Raven said, gently tugging his head down to hers. "And if I am using my gifts to make you feel something" -- like that soft kiss along the side of his jaw -- "then that counts as homework, does it not?"

Jono's eyes closed for a moment, and when he opened them again, there was a bit of a smile, somewhere around the edges of them.

//Well... it is rather topical.//

That is, all in their heads.

They just better not ever do it in class or Kerrigan would kick their asses. It probably wasn't what she would consider an acceptable use of powers, not the kiss, nor the nuzzling at his neck she was sending now.

"We must practice to keep our powers well-honed," she said. "I am certainly willing to put in the effort."

//Extra credit,// Jono mused. //This must count.//

Well, he figured it should, at least, Kerrigan be damned.

"Yes," Raven murmured. She closed her eyes for a moment, just drinking in and savoring the moment, wrapping it around her like a cloak to keep away her father's darkness. No nightmares about harming Jono or breaking Karla or torturing Anakin or friends turned into vampires, just warmth and affection.

When she opened her eyes, she touched her fingertips to the wrappings where his mouth would be. "I love you," she whispered. She tried not to say it too often, since she didn't want him to feel uncomfortable or pressured, but sometimes she just had to let him know.

//And I...// Jonothon found himself groping around for something to say.

He still wasn't ready to return the sentiment. Not really.

//I'm keeping you,// he decided. It would have to do.

"You say that as if you have a choice," Raven teased, and then she was kissing him again, focusing on that and only that, and not her father's whispers that he wouldn't have a choice if only she embraced her true self. After Dinah had picked up on that on New Year's Eve, she wasn't going to let him provoke her again for his amusement.

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