Study Hall -- Wednesday, November 16th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Pool table. Puppies. Kittens.

Also, in a bout of badly needed early practice strangely timed holiday cheer, Sarah has made a huge amount of Christmas cookies that are laid out on the front desk for taking.

(OOC: I love my new Christmastime icon. Wheeee! :))

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John makes a paper airplane, aims it carefully, and throws it at Callisto's hair.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Turning in the direction of the paper airplane which just lodged itself in her hair, Callisto calls out. "Hey, Crichton."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hey Callisto," John says and laughs. "How goes it? Sing any showtunes today?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"I'm fine. Yourself?" Callisto rolls her eyes and mutters. "Sing one showtune, once, and they never let you forget it."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Fine, fine," he replies. He eyes her carefully. "Sure you're okay? What, with the thing that Lamb announced yesterday..."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"What? That they think Angelus might have killed Pryde?" Callisto shrugged leaned over to make a shot.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John shrugs. Couldn't fault a guy for trying. "Yeah, that. Just making sure." He smiles and starts spinning random pool balls on the table to annoy her.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Hey! Stop that!" Callisto cried in mock-outrage. "If you want to play, you just have to ask."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I don't want to play," John says and rolls the nine ball down the table. "I just wanna bother you."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"You just wanna..." Callisto bites her bottom lip for several moments, her shoulder might possibly be shaking. "Well, you're certainly succeeding."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

He laughs again and slides the nine ball into the corner pocket. "This is more fun than pool anyway."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto giggles out loud this time. "For you maybe."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

He smiles at her and rolls the six into the three. "It's like marbles, Callisto. Who needs a stick when you can use your hands?"

Realizing how that came out, he coughs and blushes.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto only avoids bursting out laughing by great effort of will. "Like marbles, then?" She spins the eight into the four.

"By the way, John, has anyone ever told you you look adorable in red?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John knocks the five into her eight ball. "Adorable, you say?" He blushes again. "Thanks," he stutters.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, adorable." Carefully aiming Callisto, bounces the cue off of the ten and the six. "I can see why Aeryn keeps you around."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John bounces the eight ball off of four walls before it knocks into the two ball. And he blushes some more. "I guess I'm just lucky that way."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Tossing the three ball from hand to hand Callisto smiles "I'd say you're both lucky that way."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John picks up the four ball and clinks it against the pool table's edge. "I think I'll just paint my cheeks red when I talk to you, Callisto if you keep making me blush like this."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Aha" Callisto grins "I will then have succeeded in my evil plan to make you wear make up in public."