ROOM || 008

[cant_getoveryou]

*sitting at the table that's been thoroughly cleaned since Sean's cooking escapades the day before; Blaine has a small stack of papers that can be recognized as school work; alphabet, simple words and the like that Chii loaned him*

Ugh. [Fucking Russian. Why did I decide to learn this again?] *pushes away from the table and getting some water*

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The Russian is all up in your Russian homework

[rianofski]

[And he appears in your apartment. He doesn't speak Spanish, but he knows that tone of frustration]

Problem?

B| No making fun

[cant_getoveryou]

*blinks and turns* ...where did you come from?

*looks behind Andrei; totally doesn't remember leaving the door open*

Re: B-but it's so much fun to make fun

[rianofski]

I thought I'd come in and see what everyone was doing.

[That totally doesn't answer the question, but hey]

B|||||

[cant_getoveryou]

*snorts and pours himself a glass of water, which he sips from* You're a sneaky bastard, Andrei. *but he says it with a smile*

[blind_memories]

[Jason was quite happily floating in a little cloud. It wasn't a literal cloud of course, but he had just spent the last few hours in the middle of sweet oblivion. He was disappointed that it was already ending, but it always did. And fuck, but his mouth felt like he had swallowed a handful of flour. He headed out of his room without his cane, feeling his way along the wall and singing quietly to himself, utterly oblivious to anyone else. He just really, really needed to get a glass of water.]

I said Hello, Dolly, well hello, Dolly. It's so nice to have you back where you belong~

[cant_getoveryou]

*hears the voice and more or less ignores it, but then realizes Jason's blind and wouldn't know he was staring anyway, unless he smelled senses the curiosity rolling off of him; perks up and watched Jason*

[blind_memories]

Hm? *He does feel something but as high as he still was it was had to tell just what. There was a bit of something niggling him, a feeling like a fly was buzzing around his head and he shook his head to try and get the feeling to go away, stumbling a bit as he did so. He paused a moment as he got his balance back, smiling and quietly giggling before he continued his exodus*

You're looking swell, Dolly, we can tell, Dolly, you're still glowin', you're still crowin', you're still goin' strong.

[cant_getoveryou]

*okaaaaay; he blinks, watching, as Jason nearly tips, and his eyes narrow; stumbling giggly men usually meant one of two -or three or four- things, most of them bad, or at least mildly not good*

[makainoou]

*wanders into the apartment as easily as if he owned it, apparently looking for someone--or something judging by the way he also glances at those kitchen cabinets.*

Aren't you a little old for schoolwork?

[cant_getoveryou]

*looking at Laharl like 'WTF don't people knock?'* Not at all.

And what can I help you with today, Little Overlord? *props head on hand*

[makainoou]

*in the Netherworld? are you kidding?*

Nothing, unless you can cook.

[cant_getoveryou]

I can always try and find out.

[wing_leader]

...

-=Why can't the kitchen ever be empty so he could cook in peace?=-

Don't we have a desk or something somewhere else?

[cant_getoveryou]

*taking his water back to the table* If we did, I wouldn't be out here.

[wing_leader]

What are you doing, anyway? -=That doesn't look like Chii's homework.=-

[cant_getoveryou]

*it's actually her notes from the beginning of the year; and a few papers of his own where he was practicing writing*

Learning Russian.