[Sometime during AU week]

[the_ex_in_xp]

[meanwhile at the dorms, a half-pirate and some girl who managed a +3 lockpicking skill in her bag of tricks are trying to break in to "their" room]

This lock is way more sophisticated than the others. You'd think they were worried about unsavory people trying to break in...

Comments

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Both totally valid possibilities, true...

[the_ex_in_xp]

[looking thoughtful]

You think she's trying to avoid the stereotypical ninja traits? Sort of like...

[she doesn't say "you with your pirate stuff" but trailing off it's heavily implied]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Like me with the pirate stuff, yeah.

[the_ex_in_xp]

She's got a head start, who's ever heard of a blonde ninja...?

[tilting her head, as if judging whether she trod over something sensitive]

I still think pirates are cooler.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I'd be shocked if you didn't? Ninjas don't really seem like they'd be your thing...

[the_ex_in_xp]

It might be cool to learn how to fight with sais. But a lot of my pirate sympathies stem from one pirate in particular, so who knows what things I'd be into without that opening the gates?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Half-pirate.

... unless that wasn't meant to refer to me, in which case that's really conceited of me to say that.

[the_ex_in_xp]

I was going to say the Dread Pirate Roberts, because that guy's a total badass.

[and would've left it at that except she doesn't want you to feel insecure or think you're being conceited so reaching over to rest her hand on your shoulder]

But I think I'd want to be on your side, whatever half you were choosing.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

-- oh! Oh. Duh, of course I knew that after Halloween sophomore year.

[but smiling and glancing at the ground at the sincerity there]

... but thanks.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Hey, I wouldn't have liked him as much if you didn't make me dress up as him for that party. So it really is your fault, Buttercup.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[oh god that provokes giggling and the dorkiest grin]

I guess I can take the blame for that, sure...

[the_ex_in_xp]

[moving her hand to lightly push your shoulder, looking mock offended]

Dude, you're not supposed to look that pleased about taking the blame.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Oh, c'mon, do you really want me to pout over it?

[the_ex_in_xp]

There's a whole range of emotions between pouting and the unrepentant dorky grinning you're doing right now.

[looking on in a "no, seriously, don't pout at me, you already cried I don't know how to deal with these things"]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Yeah, but you know me. That's where I'd go!

[the_ex_in_xp]

Ugh, fine. Keep grinning like that if you have to. It's not like you don't remember tons of embarrassing incidents to keep you grinning...

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I do. But I'm not gonna bring them up because I know you get all self-conscious about that stuff...

[the_ex_in_xp]

I don't get self-conscious...

[yes, I totally do]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Really? Not ever?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Why does it sound like you're making it a challenge...?

Not usually.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[looking like she's in thought for a moment before nodding and grinning, a little cheekily]

Yeah, I agree.

[the_ex_in_xp]

You agree that it sounds like a challenge, is what that smile is telling me. Because I have a feeling you want to tw st it.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I don't, I swear! But, I mean, if you keep insisting that I do then maybe I'll start getting ideas.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Okay, okay, got it. Ideas bad.

[clears throat] So, uh, you think our counterparts would be okay with us crashing here until we...magically go back or whatever?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I... don't know. Maybe? I was thinking about the hotel myself just to be polite, but then again I wouldn't want to leave the little guys over there home alone.