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 Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 9:26 am
After the whole "ladies night in" thing that Clarice had sponsored, Sasha had been a mess. While she hadn't actually ingested any sort of liquid alcohol, she was pretty certain that if anyone had dared to light a match next to Julie's cake, the entire island would have exploded in a blaze of glory and glitter.
And Sasha had eaten a lot of cake.
Sasha had made herself very scarce. The days following the party she'd been certain that imminent death was in her future; she had honestly debated visiting the doctor again because surely this sort of thing couldn't be normal. However, erring on the side of propriety, Sasha had decided against visiting him. What could she possibly say that wouldn't sound utterly stupid? Hello, doctor, I ate entirely too much of Julie's cake. I also might have called Harrison a b***h while verbally sparring with him over a box of pizza.
Gosh.
She still hadn't been able to bring herself to remove the pretty pink fingernail polish that Candace had applied. Every now and then she looked at the lovely manicure. It made her feel so pretty and feminine. Standing now in front of Jerry's dorm room, she held out her hand so that she could look at the intricate pink and white design that Candace had so flawlessly applied. It was so wonderful.
Hefting her large, brightly patterned bag securely over her shoulder, Sasha slowly knocked on Jerry's door. Nona hadn't fussed when Sasha had mentioned that she wanted to spend some time with the Sun intermediate - after the whole ladies night, Nona had been pretty laid back. It was a welcome change.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 2:44 pm
There was the sound of voices on the other side of the door, one stern and deep and authoritive, the other wobbling and desperate before Jerry appeared, slipping out and slamming the door behind him. At least he looked well groomed still and in his full uniform as though he had been on his way out anyway, "Oh!" He managed, face red as he blinked at her, "Sasha! Ah... ahaha wh-what brings you here?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 2:46 pm
Sasha cleared her throat loudly, standing on tiptoes in order to peer around Jerry the split second that his door opened and closed. She couldn't help the slightest dip of her brows. Who was in Jerry's dorm?
"Sorry, ah.. I um. You know, we talked about.. choir. And ah.. am I interrupting?" She gestured at her bag, opening it slightly to reveal the little bit of coloring supplies she'd brought with her.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 2:51 pm
"What? Oh! Oh no! Not at all! I was ah... just on my way to Pod Duty, actually if you'd like to tag along? Er. Killzone was just um. Another er. Self discovery session and ahahaha... it ran late um." He reached to put a hand on her shoulder, guiding her away from the room before the well-meaning therapist decided to tag along as well.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 2:59 pm
Sasha's expression changed from one of blatant curiosity to one of utter giddiness. "I brought crayons. I have like, the sixty-four pack. It even has a.. ah, a built in sharpener?" She pointed at a small, incredibly old looking box of crayons that rested at the bottom of her shoulderbag. "My papa gave them to me when I was much younger." Sasha beamed at Jerry before she continued. "I didn't remember to bring my flute but I remembered these silly things." A sad expression flickered briefly across her face before she banished it. "I have some paper, too," she continued, rearranging their positions so that she could thread her arm through his, "but I forgot my markers."
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 3:04 pm
Jerry blinked, lost in his thoughts for a moment before realizing his friend was going on about something... "Crayons?" And lo and behold, there they were. His mouth broke into a grin before he laughed outright. "You... brought crayons? What on earth inspired you to- never mind, hahaha they're perfect! We can swing by the life labs for more paper if we need, I'm sure. They might even have some markers or highlighters or something!" Oh, it was good thinking about something else besides.... his life. In general. "I'm so glad I've got you, I'll say that much, or I'd never get this done!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 3:26 pm
"Flyers!"
Sasha laughed quietly as they moved away from his dorm, not catching the way he'd seemed lost in thought.
"Jerry! That's so.. nice.I think Sydney is going to want to join, I talked to her a little, uh." Sasha ... yeah, she didn't want to remember the ladies night. Nope.
"Aaaanyway, I figure we can probably um.. make like. You know, a whole bunch of flyers and hang them on everyone's door." She beamed at him. "I'm very excited. I hadn't realized how much I missed my music until recently."
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 3:32 pm
"I don't know about everyone's doors," He laughed, relaxing more the further they got from his room, "But certainly the hallways! The trick will be to be encouraging but not.. you know. Overbearing, ahahahaha." He had enough people annoyed by his antics he was sure. "I know I've missed it too. There's so many more musicians here than I thought! It's a shame so many didn't think to bring an instrument. But any army needs a proper motivational band, right?" He beamed down at her.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 4:32 pm
"So true!" Sasha chortled, giving Jerry's arm a brief, friendly squeeze before releasing him.
Sasha cleared her throat quietly, sending Jerry a sideways glance. Nona was resolutely silent, a welcome quiet that Sasha could come to count on whenever she was around Jerry.
"I ah.. I had to go to the infirmary after the last mission - Julie's mission. I guess I ah.. you know, I guess I had a concussion? I'd never had one before, so it was ... interesting, to say the least."
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 10:21 pm
"A concussion? You... you got hurt that badly? Even with the Fear Shield?" He turned to gape at her in worry, biting his lip. She was new, maybe she hadn't fully united with her weapon yet? "Are you ok now? Should you be resting?? I just... got lost. And er. Disgusting," He turned a bit green at the memory.
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2012 10:29 pm
Sasha waved a hand in dismissal.
"I .. don't .. don't you worry about me." She gave him a little smile. "I'm okay now. The doctor said that we heal faster, being uh. You know, being hunters. And I slept a lot." Sasha shrugged faintly. "Good as new, though. R-really. I don't know what happened. Maybe because I'm new at all of this, I don't know."
She sighed.
"I guess that wasn't a very good ah.. conversation starter." She really didn't want to talk about the cake and the party and the underpants. Clearing her throat, Sasha peered down at the ground as they walked. "So, ah.. have you thought of a date yet? For the flyers?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 8:35 am
"You should be more careful, though. And remember to not just trust in your Fear Shield." Jerry still looked concerned, but that look turned to embarassment when she posed the next question, "As for er... when... I'm not sure. We always have missions sprung upon us, and I'd rather not have it happen when everyone's exhausted..." He scratched at his scarred cheek, looking thoughtful, "We could leave that part blank for now. I... I still wish I could get my hands on some more instruments first. Ah, we're almost there, hold on a moment!"
He paused as hey approached the Life Labs, glancing inside before spotting the printer. No one would mind if they borrowed a stack of papers right? Right.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 9:02 am
Sasha looked properly contrite. He was absolutely right, she should be more careful. Then again.. it was hard to be careful when you didn't have eyes in the back of you head. Sasha gave a little smile at that thought as she watched Jerry scratch his cheek, eyes narrowing just a bit.
"Where could you find more instruments? I'm.. a bit desperate, I'll admit, to ah.. start playing again. Anything, really. It's been so long since I've done anything musical," she added wistfully. Thankfully she had Nona - the weapon seemed to sense her melancholy and began a sweet little song, quiet and soothing.
Sasha peered into the Labs, scanning the room for anything useful. Eyes alighting on a small pack of multi-colored pens, Sasha gave Jerry a nudge before leaning forward to whisper, "Grab those, too. I've got room in my bag."
Obviously Sasha was going to stand lookout.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 9:06 am
"Alright. Just make it quick before anyone- OOP!" He pulled her back, an arm across her chest as he flattened them both against the wall as a labtech sauntered through, checked a few computer files, and then sauntered back out the back door again.
Jerry gave a sigh of relief. "Alright! One sec!"
Humming the mission impossible theme under his breath, he hurried forward, crouched in what he felt was a stealthy posture before nabbing a pile of paper, snatching the pens, and shoving a handful of brightly colored highlighters into his pockets as well as a roll of tape before bolting for the door, "Go go go go!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2012 4:25 pm
Sasha hadn't been expecting him to push her back against the wall - she gave a surprised little squeak before standing perfectly still until Jerry moved away. She couldn't lie - he did look a little ridiculous as he shuffled around the room, snatching up this and that.
Sasha laughed brightly as she skipped after Jerry, eyes full of mirth as she came up alongside him.
"Mission success!" That caused her to break down into giggles again. "Onward!"
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