Study Hall -- Thursday, November 10th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

At the front desk, Sarah is teaching the puppies to attack a tiny toy robot. Most of them are gnawing cutely at it.

Due to the fond looks everybody has been casting at the corner of the room, she's brought the pool table back.

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Later like tonight?" Angelus mentally checked his schedule. "Yeah. Can do. Wanna meet up in town somewhere?"

He took another shot and missed. He graciously stepped aside for Bel to take a turn.

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm free right after Arthurian Traditions," Belthazor said. "Name a time and place and I'll be there."

He suggestively bent over the table to line up a shot, sinking one ball.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Funny coincidence," Angelus said as though this had only just occured to him. "I take that class with you. We could leave after. Together. With you wearinig that cute little outfit you've got on."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[sensethevisions]

[[OOC but IC: Yay!]]

[demonbelthazor]

*needs to make OT4 icon*

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*thinks this is an outstanding idea*

[demonbelthazor]

"Convenient, that," Bel said, then scowled as he missed his next shot. "Works for me. And wait 'til you see what I have for the fashion show."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Little English would've helped there," Angelus said, deliberately needling Bel as though he wouldn't know how to have fixed his shot. He studied the table as he decided what he wanted to do next. "Couple've new businesses in town I wouldn't mind checking out too if you don't mind. Sneak preview?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm up for you that," Bel said agreeably, choosing to ignore (well, try to) the needling. "And that can be arranged as well."


[OOC: As the mun scurries away from computer and won't be back for 3 hours.]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus positioned himself for the shot, hitting Bel on the backside with his cue.

Accidentally. Totally accidentally. Ahem.

"Been a while since we've had a boy's night out," Angelus said, lining up his shot. "Not that we can have proper fun in this town but we can try to fake it for an evening."

[ooc: No prob. For post-class stuff I'll be out between 6 and 10pm, but can be all yours after that.]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

After the boys had played what looked like several games, Beka closed her laptop and wandered over.

"Looks like fun. All that symbolic masculinity, the thrusting and such," she observed dryly.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Never played before, Beks?"

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Nothing like it in my neck of the woods."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus held up his cue stick with a suggestive look. "Could teach you."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Might like that. Even if it's not a contact sport." She winked.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus held one hand out to welcome her over. "It can be if you play it right."

[ooc: in the home stretch of work, fwiw, so if I suddenly vanish that's why]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"You always play it right." She smiled, almost fondly, and came to stand beside him.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"C'mere," he said, drawing her into his arms. He did the classic guy move of standing behind her so he could guide her hands onto the pool cue while pressing into her from behind - only if she was amenable to it, of course. "I'll show you proper form."

[ooc: Better, just rushed. So much to do today!]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"I fear Bel may end up suggesting we need a room again," she murmurred appreciatively for his ears only, while subtly pressing back against him to show she'd no objections. "Please do."

[demonbelthazor]

Tease!