The Library Is Open - 12/19

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Methos looks like he hasn't slept, and possibly has been hit by a 2 x 4 somewhere along the way.

He's working on translating the text that came for him several weeks ago, making notes in a spiral-bound notebook. If you were, say, Daniel Jackson, you might recognize the notes as sort of a bastard Medieval Latin, heavily abbreviated.

Did we mention the not-good-mood?

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Sean tried to wriggle his way out of Angel's jacket so he could pounce on Angela. Angel tried to keep him hidden.

"I think it'd be good for him to have friends," Angel said. "He needs peers."

[chasingangela]

Angela backs away, hoping being a little further from him will help calm the puppy, or at least keep her cat form completely freaking about the doggie scent.

"Peers are good," she says solemnly. "It's like what we were talking about last week, being alone is no fun."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well now I'm not," Angel smiled. "Got a puppy. You're - uh - welcome to come play with him if you want. He's pretty friendly." Sean swiped his tongue across Angel's face. "Which I guess you can see."

[chasingangela]

"He is," Angela says, standing and wiping away the puppy spit. "And I might do that, thanks. Minerva doesn't actually like me except when I'm feeding her -- typical cat, I guess."

"Are you here for the holidays, or are you going elsewhere?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Here for the whole holidays," Angel said. He folded Sean back into his coat a little more so that he was once more just a puppy head peeking out. "You?"

[chasingangela]

"Going home for about a week and a half, then I'm back on the 30th. Couldn't miss New Year's Eve in this place, y'know?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

There was a light scraping sound as Angel scritched Sean enough to make the puppy's leg thump inside of his coat. "I'll be here. Veronica and I were talking about maybe doing a little party or something. Which, you know - " Angel looked slightly intimidated " - me and people. Always a blast. But could be fun regardless."

[chasingangela]

"Veronica mentioned the party," Angela says. ""Hope it comes together -- it's been a while since there was a really big party at school." She shrugs. "And you're fine with people when nobody's put a whammy on you, seriously."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Think it'll involve talking?" Angel asked. "I'm bad at that."

[chasingangela]

"Me too," Angela says. "Sometimes I wish I could just, like, communicate through interpretive dance. Or write everything down."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Okay I'd rather talk than dance," Angel admitted. "Or sing. But maiinly I'm a big fan of the expressive gesture."

To demonstrate, he gave her puppy eyes. Well not Sean's, obviously, but he mimed having sad puppy eyes of his own.

[chasingangela]

Angela laughs. "That is entirely too heartwrenching. Let me try."

She attempts her own puppy-dog eyes. On her, it looks more like she's about to cry -- which might be equally effective, really.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Ooo - very nice," Angel said. "I like what you did with the pouty lips."

[chasingangela]

"It was heartfelt," Angela assures him, before giggling. "God, I had this friend who for an audition, tried to cry like me. I didn't see it -- it was all, like, trembly lips and huge eyes -- but I guess it worked, 'cause she got the part."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel blinked. "Was she auditioning to play the part of you?"

[chasingangela]

"That would be funny, 'cause my life is so not a play. It was Emily in Our Town. Apparently I look sweet and innocent and, um, Victorian, or Edwardian, or whatever that play's setting is." Angela chews on a thumbnail, gauging Angel's reaction.

"She was good."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel grinned. "Think she'd play the part differently if she knew you were hanging out with vampires and the like?"

[chasingangela]

Angela makes an exasperated sigh in her throat and runs a hand through her hair. "God, I don't know. She'd probably say I still seemed innocent to her and play the part exactly the same."

"Sorry. This is the friend my parents had in mind as a bad influence when they sent me here. Which, we weren't even friends anymore, but whatever."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well, guess your folks were right," Angel said. "Far as I know you haven't tried out for any plays since you got here, so clearly her influence over you was broken."

[chasingangela]

"True," Angela says, mock-gravely. "I wasn't even in the pageant. Rayanne's evil influence is gone from my life."

"What's a few demons -- no offense -- next to that?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Having been in the pagent," Angel said, "I can promise you demons are nothing in comparison."

[chasingangela]

"Possibly true," Angela admits.

Then she notices Rory glowing and waving. "She looks happy. Want to go introduce her to your friend?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Good idea," Angel said. "See you later."

[chasingangela]

"Cool, see you. And Merry Christmas, or whatever, if I don't see you before I go."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You too," Angel smiled.