Room 222, Monday Evening

[bitten_notshy]

When Jack decided he was going to do something, he usually made it happen, and the sheer perversity of technology be damned. And so it was that he came to spend Monday night relaxed on his bed, Count Orlok playing on a portable DVD player propped on a pillow in front of him.

It wasn't so different from the films he'd seen at home, really. Just .... longer. Longer and darker and who could possibly think vampires looked like that? But the plot was easy enough to follow once he recognized Stoker's novel. A tad ridiculous, but still easy to follow, and not much like Darkest Night at all.

He idly scratched notes on a tablet as he watched. He might claim they were for Mitchell or for Sebastien, but mostly they were for himself. The door was cracked so he could see people coming and going in the hallway, even though he had no reason to expect visitors.

[OOC: Open room post, yep. Nosferatu being out of copyright is WIN -- unless you're one of Murnau's heirs, of course.]

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Coffee had sounded really good (screw it being evening), and Rose owed Jack coffee still anyway so with the aim of drinking both cups if she didn't see him, she'd bought some coffee and doughnuts and stopped by his room.

Luckily for Morgana not having to deal with an over-caffeinated roommate, the door was openish. Rose tapped on the doorframe with a barely free hand. "Busy?"

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"Not especially," Jack said, fumbling a little with the buttons to pause the movie before rising from his bed to open the door the rest of the way. "You come bearing drinks."

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"I brought coffee," Rose said, giving him a smile for opening the door. "Still owe you some. Also there are doughnuts." She made a face. "People who say they're jjust for the morning are boring."

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"They're pastries," Jack said. "I'll take pastries anytime."

Actually, he would take most food anytime. He shoved his curls back and grinned at Rose.

"Come in, please. I was watching a vampire movie."

Of all the things in the world.

"Old one."

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"OOoh, is it Question and Answer Session With a Creature of the Night Interview with a Vampire?" Rose asked, handing him the doughnuts and coming into the room. "It's stupid, but Brad Pitt and Tom Cruise are pretty."

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"I have no idea what you're talking about," Jack said, with a laugh to take the sting out of his words. "Count Orlok. It's silent and from the Stoker novel. My teevee professor likes it."

He flopped back on the bed, donut in hand. "This smells good."

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Rose took a more careful seat in an open spot on the bed, not wanting to dump coffee on his sheets then handed him a cup. "It's silent? Is it any good?" She sounded doubtful.

"They do," she agreed. "They smelled good enough on the way back here you're lucky to get one."

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Jack took the cup carefully, with a little nod of thanks, and took a greedy, scalding sip before he answered.

"Better than most of what I've seen at home, I think," he said, which may not be a helpful answer. "They did a good job setting the mood, even if the vampire's absurd-looking." He flopped the DVD case toward her with his free hand so she could see. "Do you want to stay and watch some and let me know how primitive it is?"

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She leaned over to look at the DVD cover and made a face. "Gah! Wonder if anyone ever realised that if vampires look that scary, they'd never be able to do that whole 'romantic creature of the night' thing people like so much." Unless they were Strigoi. In which case, scary didn't begin to cut it.

"Sounds good," Rose said, reaching over to steal a quick piece of his doughnut. "If you don't mind me mocking it."

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"Vampires who looked like that would be no use at all. And I'll let you mock," Jack said, lightly but as if he were conferring a boon.

He made as if to swat her hand away from the donut.

"Didn't you get one for yourself?"

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"Awww, you're so sweet," she teased, rolling her eyes. "It's like you're a miracle of helpfulness."

"And course I did," she said. "But it's in the bag, and I wouldn't wanna offend you by reaching over you for it."

Or because it was more fun to steal part of his.

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"That's me, St. Jack," he teased right back, jostling her with a shoulder. "As if you could offend me by reaching."

He put his donut just out of her reach to guard it.

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Rose snickered. "And what would you be the patron of, Jack?" She bumped him, careful of the coffee.

And oh hey, there she went, reaching for another piece of his doughnut.

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"Of donuts and silent movies?" Jack tried, and now he was going for the big guns and stealing a bite of hers, for symmetry's sake. "What would you be patron of?"

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Symmetry, Schmimertree. But Rose oh-so-graciously allowed him to have a bite.

"Coffee," she decided. "And then when they preach about me in church, everyone will have coffee instead of wine."

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Jack sipped his coffee and smiled. "Would there be tea that turned into coffee when the priest blessed it?"

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"Not unless you're throwing me up into Son of God territory," Rose said dryly, taking a sip of her own coffee.

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"He never got to have any fun," Jack answered. "So no miracles. Alas."

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"The whole saviour gig really doesn't sound all that fun," she agreed, finally leaning over him to get her doughnut. "So if you wanna turn water into wine, you'll have to get some grapes. Or just buy wine. That sounds easiest."

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Jack took advantage of her lean to try to kiss her ear lightly. "Bought wine probably tastes better anyhow."

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Rose smiled, tilting her head into the kiss as she came up with her pastry. "You could say that about a lot of things."

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"... that they're better when they're paid for?" Jack wasn't following. It was possible that the kiss, and the effort needed to keep his coffee upright, were distracting him.

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Rose laughed, sitting up again. "Less jailtime involved?"

He might not've been following, but no one said she was making sense.

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"Don't tell me you speak from experience, Rose."

If she wasn't going to make sense, why should Jack bother?

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"Nah, I had Lissa to keep me in line," Rose said lightly. "No jail birding for me."