[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_xp]

So don't. Hang out with me, since I already know you're weird.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[reaching out to swat at your leg, laughing a little harder than before]

Hey!

[the_ex_in_xp]

[good thing Rene hopped off earlier, because she's twisting to try and ineffectually dodge the swat]

What? At least I'm not going to stare!

[the_ex_in_excessive]

You're lucky I can't reach the pillows or there'd definitely be one flying at you right now, Ramona Flowers.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[picking up one of the pillows and setting it in her lap, almost taunting]

Oh no, not pillows. Good thing they're, like, three feet away or I'd be in trouble.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Yeah, but you're in between me and them. It sort of poses a problem.

[the_ex_in_xp]

C'mon, just admit you don't want to move because you're enjoying the rabbits. Saying you can't throw a pillow at me because I'm in the way is an excuse not to face me head on.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[the nice thing about being situated in front of the bed is that it means that while you're talking she can quietly dislodge and find the edge of the blanket and toss it at you just as you're done talking :)]

[the_ex_in_xp]

[letting it hit because, really, it's more embarrassing to acknowledge that happened than not]

...seriously?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

See? I've still got moves.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[rolling her eyes exaggeratedly, but chucks the pillow on her lap at you]

[the_ex_in_excessive]

[hastily ducking!]

Admittedly you probably have more shots at it than I do, though...

[the_ex_in_xp]

I'm better at improvising things to throw.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

That's what I get for focusing my pirate-related specialties on areas other than bar-room brawling.

[the_ex_in_xp]

And carnival games.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

I can win carnival games, Ramona. "Squirt other people with water, win a prize" isn't a real carnival game.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Says you. I've got the word from some very respectable carnies that it's totally real.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Really. Name names.

[the_ex_in_xp]

Lefty, Pastuzo, Archibald the Sword Swallower, and Bill.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Nice try. I know for a fact that Pastuzo would never say that.

[the_ex_in_xp]

You said names, not a notarized statement. But what makes you so sure?

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Because I'm assuming you're joking around and if you didn't then I kinda just stumbled into a corner.

[the_ex_in_xp]

[laughs]

Little bit of both? Those are all carnie names, but the only one I ever talked to was Bill. He taught me the trick about aiming above the target in the water pistol games.

[the_ex_in_excessive]

Really? When was that?

[the_ex_in_xp]

Like, sophomore year of high school? I was at the peak of my "running away would solve all my problems" deal, so a traveling carnival was the closest thing to getting a chance to make it come true.

[chuckles] I had really questionable taste even back then.