ext_150768 ([identity profile] principalconnor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-11-17 10:01 am
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Study Hall -- Thursday, November 17th

Sarah has a bunch of electronic equipment spread out on the front desk, She could either be building something or taking it apart -- it could go either way.

Occasionally, she stops to throw a ball to send the puppies and kittens after it and make them stop crawling all over her looking for snuggles.
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[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
JOhn walks in, parts of his project from MacGyver's class in hand.
He tosses a pack of small jeweler screwdrivers on the desk.

"Fancy that. Same idea?" He holds up the pieces of his project and guestures to her electronic spread. He takes a seat in a chair next to the desk and gets OMG SNUGGLED by two puppies and a kitty.

"So. Turkey day. Anything special, or will it be just us like last year?"

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Rogue smiles and waves at John from across the room.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
John gets up and sits next to her.
"Hey! What's up? RougeRogue, right?"

After talking to Beka

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, it's Rogue. Nice to see you again." Rogue fiddles with her bare hands, still not one hundred percent used to the lack of gloves. "So how've you been?"

Re: After talking to Beka

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I've been good. Feel like I've been out of the loop, y'know."

John glances at her hands.
"No opera gloves today?"

Re: After talking to Beka

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
She grins. "Not right now, anyway. Don't need them at the moment.

"You should come to Caritas tonight. It's my first shift, and it'd be nice to see a friendly face."

Re: After talking to Beka

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, the weather's about to turn, so you might need them again, soon."
He paused.
"There's something I'm missing, isn't there." It's not quite a question, not quite a statement.

"Caritas sounds good. Any particular song you'd like me to torture you with?" John's face erupted into an easy grin.

Re: After talking to Beka

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, if you consider the fact that if I touch you right now you won't die 'something missing' then yes." Rogue grins. "That's what the gloves are for, by the way."

She laughs. "No, no particular song. Whatever you feel like singin'. Once Lorne gets there, I might even sing one."

Re: After talking to Beka

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, congrats for that!" He does the 'high five' guesture without even thinking of it.

"Oh, I'll have to think of something extra special, then. So what song, for you? What's on yer mind?"

Re: After talking to Beka

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
She grins and high fives John. "Thanks."

Rogue taps a finger against her lip. "Hmm. I dunno. What can you sing? Free Fallin' is always a good one."

Re: After talking to Beka

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I can sing anything. Few things I can sing well. And I've just the voice to massacre Tom Petty." He winks.

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-11-17 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Beka nodded to Connor. They never had gone out for those drinks and now might be a good time to do it. Gods knew she could need a drink or ten.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
John returned the not. Hey, that was Beka, right? You owe her a drink or 10 or two.

He walked over at the same time as the Rogue conversation because it's John Connor, King of Time Travel and said, "Hello."

Wow, John, you're the eloquentest.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[OOC: OMG YOU'RE SO GROUNDED! GO TO MY YOUR ROOM! *whipcrack*

It happens. But you're still grounded. :D Slowplay?]

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-20 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
somewhere/sometime. All this badass Angelus plotting and I haven't been here!
*angsty pout*
AND I'M SUPPOSED TO BE ON A DATE! :D

[identity profile] principalconnor.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Not really the same idea." Sarah shrugs and changes the subject. "And yeah, just us." She looks across the desk and glares at him. "I hope you're not going to give me shit about shooting the turkey again."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Only if you don't pick out all the buckshot again. That shit hurts. Nearly cracked a tooth. Is there a Fandom faculty dinner? I bet the Dean carves a mean bird."

"I can pick up the screwdrivers later. Got a spare pack in my room. Stupid Shop project."

His foot gets attacked by a small furry OMG SO CYOOOOTE! thing.

[identity profile] principalconnor.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine, then. I'll just use the Luger this time."

Sarah notices John trying not to react at whatever is attacking his foot, grimaces as she restrains a smile, and tosses a pet toy full of catnip at him.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Much cleaner. Turkey neck soup again?"


"So what's your plan with all this? Going to attack things with Teh Cyoot?" And yes, he says it thus.

"Gotta admit," he says, scritching a dog behind the ears while tossing the catnip toy at a gaggle of kittens, "it's working. I am rendered immobile."

He looks at his pant legs. "And full of fur."
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