Methos glances up. "Come in, Lana. There was a delivery during class for you (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/465804.html?#cutid2)." His face is expressionless. Mostly.
Lana looks at him curiously, still a little glowy from the mead, which she totally didn't know had been spiked, and takes the box.
And turns seven shades of red at the Kama Sutra accessories therein. "Oh my God."
She briefly considers fleeing, but then she'd have to drop the class because she'd *never* be able to face Professor Methos again, not that she's sure she'll ever be able to face him again as it is and she really *likes* the class and...
It's about here that she realizes that she has actually *spoken* this internal monologue.
And wonders if it is truly possible to drop dead of embarrassment.
And hopes desperately that it is and that she will right now.
She may or may not have said all of that aloud as well.
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And turns seven shades of red at the Kama Sutra accessories therein. "Oh my God."
She briefly considers fleeing, but then she'd have to drop the class because she'd *never* be able to face Professor Methos again, not that she's sure she'll ever be able to face him again as it is and she really *likes* the class and...
It's about here that she realizes that she has actually *spoken* this internal monologue.
And wonders if it is truly possible to drop dead of embarrassment.
And hopes desperately that it is and that she will right now.
She may or may not have said all of that aloud as well.
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