Aeryn spent some time downstairs at the Christmas tree party thing, but afterwards returned to 209. She's been spending most of her time here since Thursday's Ethics class, thinking about that and her talk with Rory. She knows John won't be happy that she's avoiding him again, but she doesn't need distraction right now. She needs to think about things and deal with it.

Also, if she could stop applying her personal experiences to the Vader/Anakin situation, that would be great. Just because she wouldn't do something doesn't mean he wouldn't. Even if she can easily rationalize some things. Even if the people she left behind in the Peacekeepers probably think of her like she thinks of him now.

She closes the door to the room, and then takes a seat at the desk. She hasn't spent a lot of time here in months, and she's not an especially sentimental person, so she's almost surprised that she remembers where everything is. Her yearbook's there, along with several drawings she'd forgotten were here, and a small stack of printed pictures she's not ready to look at yet. She sets those aside for a while, concentrating on the yearbook, specifically certain pages.
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 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's been bad at sleeping tonight. She's actually had a lot of good conversations lately (and some weird ones, and leaves, yes), but she's also been really honest and that way leads to thinking.

She gets out of bed, gets her phone, and makes a quick call before trying to get to sleep. Or back to sleep. Whatever.

She is completely oblivious to any pranks that will get certain boys' asses kicked.


[I have no idea what my alcove is. Fellow Meerkats?]
can_be_more: (fake tavlek!aeryn)
If she's being completely honest, Aeryn would much rather stay in 238 instead of 209. Yes, 209 is hers. It still doesn't feel like hers. Angel and Sean might be gone, but John's still here. That's more than enough. She kisses his shoulder and stretches, testing her knee. It isn't a problem at all now, though she couldn't have expected John to do anything but worry. In a weird way, she appreciates that he does, frustrating or not.

However, she's still planning on the gym. She's already agreed to spar with Alec (almost-dating a doppleganger means that Aeryn doesn't make any assumptions about why he looks like Dean) and Max sometime, and said she would help Molly, and she still would like to get some time in there with Isabel. She finds interesting people down there. Jamie definitely fits into that category, as does Buffy who wants her to join cheerleading. Weird girl. And she just likes Peter, that's all there is to it.

She doesn't want to wake John, so she uncurls away from him slowly and sits up. Even if she really is comfortable in this bed.
Aeryn almost automatically goes to 238 instead of her own room. She could, but that just feels a little weird right now, so after that little pause at the door, she continues on like she never thought of it.

She spent most of her morning in the gym, meeting some of the new people. She's not sure about Buffy, though that might be due to either the name association or the fact that she asked Aeryn about cheerleading tryouts, but Dean seems all right. And while she's pretty used to English Peter now, it's still good to see someone familiar.

She's done being social for now. She closes the door so she can call Callisto. And debate something like a dartboard, because she still kind of randomly wants to hit things.


[Door's closed but I am open for people. Just not in a CR today, zomg.]

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