fandomhigh | Library is Open, February 15

Entry tags:

library

Library is Open, February 15

Zero opens up the library and settles in behind the desk. For all your bookish needs.

"Your people are probably going to have their own table at the dance, too, if you want to join us and throw things," Sam said, dryly, "and I don't know. I don't think he talks about it much."

"I'll be with my people, then. Solidarity forever." Zero sighed. "Yeah, it can be hard with famous parents. Like, the cops got called to my fifth birthday party, and it was in all the American and British tabloid rags."

Sam had completely missed the retrospective on Zero's parents. "Wow, that's got to be like living under a microscope. How do you handle it?"

"Lots of patience. And if it gets too annoying ~~like if your grandmother pickets your house~~, there's always Hong Kong."

"Hong Kong, huh? I've never been. What's your favorite thing to do there?"

"~~Run from the British secret police and Chinese gangsters~~ The street markets are swerval. That's where I got my bird, Fish."

"Cool." She nodded, having been to a couple of street markets during the time she spent in the Gulf. "How'd you get Fish through customs, anyway?"

"Oh, we had to stay in the quarantine hoosegow for a month." Yes, 'we.'

"You stayed with him? Wow, that's some serious devotion, Zero."

"Well, I wasn' gonna leave the little guy all by himself in there. It wasn' so bad. Quieter than ~~the prison suite of the Hong Kong Hilton~~ a houseful of my family, anyway. I wrote a lot of letters."

"You're the only one I know who considers the Hong Kong customs area not a bad place to be, Zero."

Zero grinned. "I've been told I'm not like other girls."

"From what I understand, that's a good thing," Sam grinned back. "So, what else is going on with you? Anything?"

"I'm not speaking to my coworkers because people suck and are whoremodding stupid," Zero said brightly.

"Okaaaay....er, anything I can help with?"

Angela overhears this and shoots a pleading glance at Sam.

"Probably not," she admitted.

"Sometimes it helps just to rant about it, whatever it is," Sam offered. "I really don't mind."

Hey, it wasn't about anyone's love life. That meant it had to be better than any other conversations she'd had so far that day.

"I would rant, but...they're all here. And I think they're still upset that I called them nosy bints last time I got my rant on."

"Nosy bints?" Sam asked, trying to hide her amusement. "And feel free to rant at me anytime. Or we could just go blow something up in the shop room. It almost always makes me feel better."

"That's Twitch 'n Arsenal's fun. They'd never let me play."

"Wanna? I could talk to Mac sometime..."

Zero tries to remain calm, but her whole face lights up, which destroys the effect.

Sam grinned back, happy at having found a kindred soul. "We may be having a class on explosives sometime soon, if you want to try and stop by. If not, I'll set something up. It'd be fun to actually blow something up on purpose..."

"I'll see if I can squeeze it into my schedule."

Re: Third Period

carter-i-am.livejournal.com - 2006-02-15 22:14 (UTC) - Expand

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only