Connor Safehouse, Sunday Eve

[apocalypsesoon]

"No! Dammit! Wait! Come back here!"

If John's current activities could have a soundtrack, it would be the Benny Hill theme as he tried to chase a half-dozen dingbots who'd gotten into his watch supplies.

Now would probably be a bad time to call him. Really.

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[death_of_hope]

Was it ever a good time to call John? Really?

Ring.

[apocalypsesoon]

Some days? Yes.

"Hello?"

[if I stop replying, it's because my f'n laptop melted. Fan's making noise.]

[death_of_hope]

"There were sheep," Anemone announced, tossing her notebook from Ethics aside. "They were wee, and multicolored, and I wanted to keep one, but I think Gulliver was going to try and eat them."

"Distract me from my ethics finals. Please."

[apocalypsesoon]

"...that is so much better than what I have to say. The dingbots saw that movie again. With the kid? And the burgalars? And the traps? And. I'm going to have to melt them all down." There was another crash.

"Rescue me? I'll see about getting wee tiedye sheepses?" The facepalm was strong with this one.

[death_of_hope]

"Can't rescue you, have to study," she sneered. "Master Skywalker got snitty at me in class last week, 'cause I don't think ethics are real. So, study, so I can at least parrot back what he wants to hear for the final."

[apocalypsesoon]

"Just tell him to bite you. That's what I did."

The fact that John's still alive puts the validity of that statement to the test.

"I miss you."

[death_of_hope]

"Riiiiiiiiiiiight." Clearly, that's a fabulous idea. "Because if I fail Ethics for smarting off, there's no way that Dominic and Captain Jurgens would EVER make me take it again." The sarcasm was rather clear.

"Miss you too," she said quietly. "I hear a rumor that I might have a break coming up? Something about time-off for good behaviour between finals and the first summer session?"

[apocalypsesoon]

"Oooh, that sounds like you're not beleving me," he teased. "Can't have thaaaat." He made kissy noises. Like you do.

"THere's that rumor. A whole break between school and graduation. PLus, there's that whole prom thing. Or did I miss it?" He needed a damn calendar.

[death_of_hope]

"I don't think I get to go to prom, do I?" she asked. "I thought it was just for juniors and seniors, but they haven't really announced anything yet. Jurgens had them hold me back a grade due to my 'lack of social skills', remember?"

Yes, John, you are technically dating a Sophomore. Take a moment and cringe in shame.

[apocalypsesoon]

"I have no clue. Just that Prom's coming up. And don't talk to me about lack of social skills. People get kinda weirded out when I mention I can make explosives out of anything in the employee lounge. So. You have plans for that week's vacation? Have to report back to home base? Cuz... I know a place where you can hold up for a while. If you want."

It could be worse. It could be someone who's been out of high school for years.

[death_of_hope]

"You aren't supposed to be telling people you can make explosives, John," she said patiently. "Remember that whole bit about being sneaky? It's a good part of the plan. Try to stick to the plan."

[apocalypsesoon]

"Never been good with the plans," John said. "It's much more fun to wing it. "And I was mostly joking. "They also get mad when I program the printer to state 'I cannot do that, Dave' on the display.