http://brambless.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-10-31 09:58 pm
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Philosophy classroom: Monday office hours

Tara is at her desk, a too-cheerful smile firmly in place below tired, red-rimmed eyes.
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[identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com 2005-11-01 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Tara laughs. "Of course you can join, Xander. You've just crept in under Dean Bristow's deadline. You will need to do a little make-up work, but it shouldn't be particularly time consuming, and I'll give you a different assignment later in the semester, once you've found your feet."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-01 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Xander glances down at his shoes, then mimes shock. "Oh my god, I didn't even realize they were missing. Do I even want to know what the gremlins are gonna steal next?"

[identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com 2005-11-01 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Tara giggles fondly. "I've missed you, Xander."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-01 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
The look on Xander's face is half smile, half confused frown. "That's... kinda weird. In a nice way. I mean, everybody else from Sunnydale may not be from my Sunnydale, but at least I know some version of them. You're the only one who knows me, or, you know, some other me, who I don't know at all."

He scratches his head. "I think I got lost somewhere in there. It was the extra 'you know' that did it."

[identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com 2005-11-01 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
Laughing, Tara assures him, "it's all the same. Really. We're the same people, no matter where we come from. But I do keep forgetting that you don't remember me. Or, um, know me in the first place to remember me."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-01 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure I'd have... um. I would? I did? Like you. If and/or when I know and/or knew you." Xander shook his head, and grinned. "Why don't we just go with 'will.' Since that seems pretty inevitable even if I don't turn into saving-the-world guy."

[identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com 2005-11-01 03:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't fight your destiny," Tara intones, the effect spoiled slightly by the grin threatening to erupt.
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-01 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander snickers. "Best Giles impression ever."

[identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com 2005-11-01 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Tara ducks her head, blushing a little. "Thanks. So, um, you'll be coming to class today? You don't need to worry about the first hour, that's processing the assignment, but if you could come from 3-4 that would be great."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-01 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure." Xander nods. "I don't think I'll be officially in the class til Tuesday, but as long as I can convince the teacher not to kick me out of the room, we're probably good for today."

[identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com 2005-11-01 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Tara waves her hand dismissively, with a grin. "Eh, I hear the teacher's pretty easy going. Give her a smile and she'll let you get away with practically anything."
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