Journalism Class - Tuesday November 22

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek is at Jerusalem's desk again, though he's rather more focused than he was Monday. He seems to be busy on a personal task, but still watching the classroom.

Please choose one assignment for the day (or do both to earn extra credit):

Write 125 words exactly on what you hoped to learn from this class and whether or not this has been acheived. Spider respects honesty and likes it when people hate him, so don't be afraid to say what you really feel.

or

Vacation is coming up. Homework looms. Write 100 words on how grateful you are that there's no journalism homework this weekend.

At the bottom, he's added:

I will not be fielding questions about the class over the break. Please see me today if there is anything you need.

Comments

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake shook his head. "No. I'm not going to let you." He had no idea how he could concivably stop Krycek, but he was bloody well going to try. He was not going to stay behind and wonder if his boyfriend was alive or dead in that fucked up world of his.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Shaking his head, Krycek dropped into the desk chair. In truth, he couldn't not think about the possibility. He wasn't a hero; he only held back because he wasn't used to anyone wanting in, not because of a misquided theory that no one would get hurt but himself if he pushed them all away. Jake was clever and stubborn - if he didn't find a way to go along now, he might later, and it might not go as well.

He stared at the computer screen, still showing what he'd been looking at: a map of Virginia, highlighted along the path to DC.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake followed his look, then blinked in surprise. "You're going to DC?" Jake wasn't sure where he'd though Krycek was going, but it was definitely not DC. Jake'd spend at least a third of his life in DC. He knew the city like... well, almost like the back of his hand.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

He nodded, not saying anything, still watching the screen. When he finally closed the window, Krycek looked at Jake solemnly. "I'm leaving tomorrow."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake regarded him back. "I'm coming with you."