First day of classes, and
Revolutions had been...
rather interesting. Especially after Parker's
chat with Anders on Saturday night, and then seeing him and Bel
last night. Chatting with
Marco and
Kabuto had been less fraught, at least. Although not as interesting as her talks with
Rose Tyler -- who had never dated Jarod before and didn't intend to now, yay;
Dr. Wilson, who was a lot better, and ugh--
Ares, who was definitely the same bastard who'd been tormenting Callisto in L.A. If she could figure out a way to fix his wagon, he'd already be careening off a cliff, the creep.
At least
Nadia had been helpful at the Pink Pony Party-- Parker had immediately sent off an e-mail to Angelo, with what she thought might be a plan to get her more time in the Centre Sub-Level 27.
Weiss hadn't
returned her call yet, though. It was funny; Parker was 90% sure about why he'd split from her birthday party on Friday, but that last 10%? Not at all enjoyable. Hearing what
Jaye and Jarod were up to on the Radio didn't help her mood. Calling
Xander did. Just a little.
Parker got out the
lockpicks, and started practicing again. If you can't work on one lock, you have to work on the one you've got....
[ooc: mostly linkdroppy, but open]