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Jack Priest ([personal profile] bitten_notshy) wrote2013-04-06 08:07 am
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33 Apocalypse Ave., Saturday Morning

Jack had skipped out on prom the night before. Watching children fumble toward each other in formalwear simply didn't sound very appealing, and anyhow there was a certain club in Baltimore that seemed much more deserving of his still-somewhat-one-note attention. (There were .... dancers. Very talented dancers. Though none, he had to admit, quite as flexible as Navaan.) He was on the hazy line between hungover and still drunk when he stumbled downstairs this morning.

He poured a mound of coffee into the brewer, turned it on, and sat at the table, trying to decide if the pleasure of a hit of nicotine was worth the trouble of figuring out where he'd last left his cigarettes. A small pink feather fell out of his hair and landed just beyond his fingertips, and he looked at it stupidly. He didn't remember getting that close to the stage.

[OOC: For housemates, visitors and AU kiddoes. Navaan link NSFW.]

[identity profile] alliance-brat.livejournal.com 2013-04-06 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannah shrugged. "You're good at what you do," she said, which was reason enough in her book. "But the reasons aren't that important. I just wanted to see the island."
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: hm.)

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-06 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Welcome to the island," Kaidan said, sighing.

He finally got all the way down the stairs, rubbing at his arm. "Uh..."

Sorry, Jack. This was his first time.
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: ready to serve)

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-06 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"You did," Kaidan granted. "But this is, uh. Running into it is... uh, it's different."

Especially since the kid was with Jack who, sex pollen week notwithstanding, he saw as a friend. (Hell, he was trying to figure out how that would even work, because he was completely incapable of being anything but monogamous, and Jack was... well, definitely not that.)

[identity profile] alliance-brat.livejournal.com 2013-04-06 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"You told me it probably would, if that's a consolation," Hannah said. "He told me to stay away from portals."

Futilly. But Kaidan had tired.

[identity profile] alliance-brat.livejournal.com 2013-04-06 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannah thought about that one for a decent period of time.

"I want to see the food stores and the coffee place," she decided. Mostly because she was hungry. Also because they would be excellent places to people-watch. "Because I really want coffee."
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: headtilt)

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-07 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Kaidan phrased that as a, "You are not getting coffee. It's harmful to kids, okay? ...has anyone been letting you have coffee?"

Poor Kaidan. Doomed to be the bad cop.

[identity profile] alliance-brat.livejournal.com 2013-04-07 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Joker says," Hannah started, then stopped.

Kaidan really didn't know what Joker said about him. Or Jack. And sticks up places.

"...that too," she sighed. "Can I at least get some cake?"

[identity profile] alliance-brat.livejournal.com 2013-04-07 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"Cheesecake has vitamin A in it," Hannah felt she had to point out. "I don't need the fruit."

Because that's how it worked.
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: leaning against the window)

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-07 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Kaidan rubbed at the back of his neck. "How about we just... go for a walk first?"

The fresh air might just get the flow of oxygen to his brain going again. "We can decide later."
not_a_whiner: (kaidan: approaching)

[personal profile] not_a_whiner 2013-04-07 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"My fri--"

Oh, crap. Specialist Traynor.

"...No, I'll... let her know I'll be by later."

The last thing he needed was to look like an idiot in front of a subordinate.

[identity profile] alliance-brat.livejournal.com 2013-04-07 04:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Hannah gave him a distinctly squinty-eyed look that said she bought not a jot of it. "Fine," she said, sitting down on the arm of one of the chairs.

She was watching them both carefully now. If they gave her just two seconds by herself, she'd go snooping around the house.