The Library Is Open - 12/19

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

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]

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.