Priest - de Ulloa Residence, London, Wednesday Evening

[bitten_notshy]

Jack had stayed at the library late after hsi first day of classes. He wasn't studying -- it was all material he'd covered at the age of 12. He was, however, trying to ingratiate himself with his fellow students. They were such an interesting group, and Jack asked so many interesting questions about their lives that no one noticed he hardy talked about his own.

Home at last, he found a note from Sebastien indicating he'd be out working, then cooked himself a light dinner. Then he went up to his room and took out his phone. There were a few people back in Fandom he needed to check in with.

He dialed.

[OOC: If you want him to have called you, he did!]

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[icecoldfrost]

"I have no idea what we're doing," Emma confessed, "but if you leave me to my own devices, I'm going to end up yelling at people again out of pure frustration."

There was no privacy in the dorm bathrooms, so a hot shower was out of the question, and a cold one would just make her crankier.

[bitten_notshy]

"And it wouldn't do for Alex to be running about with his head bitten off," Jack said sympathetically. "All right. Imagine I'm lying beside you on your bed. My hand is resting on your stomach and it starts to creep lower, and I'm kissing you, all along your ears and neck."