Friday was busier than Aeryn had anticipated somehow, with people coming in from out of town, followed by the rehearsal at the hotel where the ceremony and reception would take place. And personally, she had no idea how anyone remembered how all of this sort of thing went, and she thought it was kind of stupid how much emphasis was put on something as simple as walking, but she'd go with it, as apparently these things were important. Or something.

Afterwards, the group made their way to a pizza place nearby to settle in and settle down and have one good night out before tomorrow got more stressful.


[Up early for SP. For bridal party, dates, and other guests to the Friday thingie yay!
ETA: For clarification, cuz a couple people have asked. If you were told you were welcome to the dinner, you were invited. Otherwise the wedding stuff takes place tomorrow.]
If pressed, Aeryn would say that the reason that she didn't sleep well last night was that she wasn't used to the bed after spending the weekend in the hotel, even though being transferred from place to place and sleeping in different places depending on assignment was practically ingrained into her genetic code. She hadn't slept well all weekend, actually, and it wasn't that she hadn't had a good time over homecoming. She really had. She liked being able to see her friends and catch up and be able to see them when she talked to them instead of using the phone. This was all while ignoring the Luxan, of course. And Lee.

There was just one little thing that just kept nagging at her.

Giving up early, Aeryn got up and dressed, and headed out, returning a while later with a bag in hand to lock herself in the bathroom. She'd wanted to do this earlier, just to have some sort of proof, but she didn't want to risk it ending up on the radio. Privacy was one plus Cambridge had over Fandom.

She read the directions about five times before taking the test, and about ten times after seeing the result, just in case she could blame this on not being a native English-reader. She knew better, though. She'd done it right, and she didn't think Aly would lie to her. She did consider making another trip out, though. Maybe a different brand would be wrong. Best out of three, even.
The apartment's looking more like an apartment, what with furniture and all, and Aeryn is even dressed more or less like Aeryn today, and overall she's just glad to see people.

As are the fish, who are looking very cheerful today. You can totally tell. And then they forget why they're cheerful three seconds later. Oh well.
Aeryn actually had a good weekend. Prom had been good. Even being found by a son from another reality hadn't been so bad. Umberta could go, but she liked D'Argo. She liked having him in Revolutions and watching him know what to do in a Prowler and she'd had fun kind of showing him off to people. And knowing that she'd lucked out and/or raised her child right.

And then of course her birthday had kind of gone off course when they had to take him back to the vortex and watch him go. She misses that boy so much and she won't admit that it hurts, or how badly. She never really wanted children, and had convinced herself that she and John wouldn't be genetically compatible, being different species. Yeah, that's apparently wrong.

She shouldn't be this emo. Regardless, she's perfectly content to just not get out of bed for a while. Shut up.
can_be_more: (brave like soldier!aeryn)
Aeryn spent her weekend in jail after shooting someone who deserved it, worrying about a possibly-suicidal boyfriend, also worrying that she had no way to contact anyone to check up on said boyfriend, and worrying that she or John might actually have had to go back with Scorpius because she has no idea how bad Peacekeeper Command never wants to hear the name John Crichton again. In short, the weekend's kind of sucked.

After being released by (and threatening) Braca, Aeryn heads back to the dorms, and up to 238. She's looking forward to spending some time in a place without bars.
Aeryn has no idea what she's supposed to be packing. Normally she wouldn't even worry about this till tomorrow, right before they leave, but it will be early and she wants to make a good impression. Or at least a better impression than the last time. It's probably the only time you'll see her putting things in a bag, changing her mind, and staring at the closet for a while before grabbing something a little more... normal.

[For John.]
After stopping by Anakin's office in SP, la, Aeryn comes back to the room. Spending some time in the gym last night helped a lot, so she's at least acting like a normal person again. It'll get less weird.

She's about to go feed the fish when she sees Bertram sitting behind the tank, eyestalks twitching a little as he watchs Bruno swim. "Yes, I know, it's relaxing," she says. "Too bad you're a machine."

Bertram just beeps at her and continues watching. Even a DRD should have hobbies. Probably.

[Open. Yes, I am bored out of my mind today. Entertain me.]
After seeing Anakin at the Perk- not just the guy in the suit she's known to be him, but Anakin, with new scars and a different look and in fact a whole new body- Aeryn's been trying to keep to herself a little, staying out so she can just think. She does have to go back to the room eventually, though, even if she's not sure what her thoughts are yet.

She opens the door and closes it behind her quietly, taking off her shoes and coat there, and hoping she doesn't look as confused and/or slightly freaked out as she feels.
After spending time in the common room, mostly talking to and playing with weetiny teachers, Aeryn has decided she should probably just go back to the room. It's safer there.

She notices she left her phone on the table, so she picks it up and is surprised to see a message on there. She listens to it, and is left staring at it, both facepalming and repeating, "Ryn?"

[Open. Why not?]
Aeryn is really very good at avoiding people when she chooses to. And right now, it seems like she has a lot of people to avoid for one reason or another. She's tired of people leaving, she's tired of arguing, and while working things out is good advice, she isn't sure right now how to work things out. Trying didn't work out too well.

So she's back in 209 again, knowing John will probably be upset about that later, and not caring much. It's much easier to not deal right now, to just sit there and not think. Which is working, really.

If there's another good thing about the Peacekeepers, there's no need for unnecessary drama there.


[Door is closed, post is open, girl is pissy, mun needs distraction.]
can_be_more: (efg!aeryn)
Aeryn's had a rough couple of days, to say the least. She still doesn't remember most of what happened yesterday, though she does remember waking up in the clinic. And today she's tired, but not so much that she wasn't more social than she has been pretty much at any other time ever. Either way, she's glad to be home.

And as soon as the door to the room is closed, she says, "Shower," and heads in that direction.
All in all, Aeryn hasn't had the worst week. She discovered bowling, which is more fun when Anakin has to act like a bird, her classes have been going well, visiting people, and... other stuff. She's even been able to deal with random forts and their aftermath and accidental propositioning-but-not. Part of her blames that Massachusetts thing. She's just comfortable right now. In general. In a manner of speaking.

And then earlier she made a phone call she thinks she had to, and just kind of stays in the room for a while.

[Door's closed, post is open if you want to come by. Might be slow pinging at times, but my breaks are becoming more and more frequent, so that might not even make a difference, ha.]
Aeryn had an interesting day yesterday. One little gremlin bite led to her thinking she was a captured princess, where she freaked out John, frustrated someone who was very kind but new to heroing, yelled at Vladdie and called Rory a lesbian, was reminded of lava monsters by Dean Tick, nearly groped by Joxer who is going to die, maybe accidentally proposed to Bridge, decided Tim was too slow to deal with, tried to make Hamlet her butler, then was "rescued" by Anakin who ran away when she asked to make out with him. Aeryn will be killing herself today, yes.

And then she wandered to Caritas, where she was weird at John, threw a drink at GOB, and was a total bitch to Parker before she got up on the stage, only for it to wear off right at the end. Luckily John is the best boyfriend ever and got her home. Later there will be phone calls and listening to the radio, but for now Aeryn is not. leaving. the bed.
It's pure determination that has Aeryn insisting they go back to the cabins from Caritas, because John kept talking about going back to Meerkat and frell it, they're going back to Meerkat. She's okay enough to get them back to the cabin without a problem, but four drinks mean she still doesn't realize she's got an umbrella in her hair. That'll suck when she wakes up tomorrow with it stabbing her in the ear.

And for the record, she doesn't shove John out of bed. Even if it does seem a little small for all the space he insists on taking up.
Aeryn starts to go to 238, like she would on a normal day. She even makes it there for a little while. But after not having a voice and finding out a possible explanation of why, getting increasingly frustrated at not being able to communicate, getting her ass kicked by Callisto, and having her date plans with John fall through, Aeryn's not in the best of moods.

And then she finds out the frelling toaster is on the loose, she decides she's going back to her room. She's glad to have everyone shut up, is disturbed to find out how quiet this place really is without voices, and that's her last straw. She goes back to 209 and falls asleep there. Kind of. But not really. With her door locked.
Aeryn's had a pretty busy weekend so far.

cut for linkdrop )

And of course John was still John, and while she was completely confused as to how last night turned out the way it did, it apparently was the night for it. So Aeryn stole one of his crutches- he clearly doesn't need them- and has it propped up against the open doorframe, just in case he walks by. And she's looking through pictures.

[Door's open.]
Aeryn finally comes back from the abandoned shack much later than she intended. Yes, they really were there that long. Shut up. They don't see each other as much, what with the being in warring cabins and all. Stickbug and Meerkat, romance of the century.

She goes straight into her alcove, pulls the curtain half-closed, and collapses back onto her bed. Yay recovery. (What? It's been very weird week. Sometimes there needs to be some resting time.)


[Shhh. I was dared. Open to any Meerkats that might be about.]
Aeryn wakes up late for her, and only debates getting up. Prom hadn't actually been horrible. John picked her up and there was dinner, complete with almost-shoe-throwing and declarations of "awesome". It was eduational, too. Now she knows that there's a kind of dancing she can handle and a kind she can't. Wearing white is okay, but pink will never happen again. Also, someone's going to have to die when Aeryn finds out who that was. It's just the way things have to be.

And all right, fine, prom princess. She's had enough reasons to think lately to be too upset about it. She's also realized it wasn't done mockingly, because no one here is that stupid. People will still take her seriously. Maybe she just fits in better than she thinks she does. The basic fact of the matter is that this is what her life is now. It may not be what she thought it would be- because really, a crown?- and it may not even be the life she chose for herself, exactly, but she's kind of okay with that.

She turns onto her side and slides an arm around John and tries to go back to sleep.
After talking with Isabel in the gym, Aeryn heads back up to her room. She's been given something to think about, even though she doesn't even know how to broach the topic with John at the moment. Which is fine as he's currently in detention anyway. Besides, they have to see Zhaan first, and that's going to take a bit of preparation as it is. She just isn't sure how much John will want to reveal and how much she'll have to say for him and how much trouble she'll get into about that. She's just had to learn how to be much more careful, that's all. It's a skill she should have had before.

She closes her door.

[Knocking is perfectly acceptable.]

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