Wyman Hall, Baltimore, Late Thursday Afternoon

[bitten_notshy]

Jack's promise to take Allie to a class was coming into play today, and they'd made it to campus without her bursting into flame or attracting any special attention.

He was inclined to call that a win.

"We're supposed to talk about Othello tonight," he told her as they stepped through the double doors leading into the building's atrium. "The professor seemed very hung up on religious imagery last week, so if he forgets you aren't in the class and asks you a question for some odd reason the answer's probably something about that."

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[allie-vamp.livejournal.com]

They'd made it off island without flames or Allie landing on her ass back at the causeway's edge. Definitely a win. For the moment she was going to focus on the bustling campus and not worry about whether or not she was going to get back to the island after class.

"Othello, religious imagery. Okay, I'll keep that in mind," Allie said, glancing about the atrium. Trees. Indoors. Intentionally. Go figure. "I should have asked you what book was going to be discussed tonight. I would have tracked down a copy and read it."