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Aeryn Sun ([personal profile] can_be_more) wrote2006-04-02 03:20 pm

Room 209, Sunday afternoon/evening

After leaving Sanctity, Aeryn's really impressively agitated. She's on the phone as soon as she's out the door, heading back to the dorms.

And once she's back there, she opens the door to 209 and waits.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-02 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
He blinks a few times to make sure there is, in fact, nothing there.

"What?"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-02 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm tired," he says and continues avoiding that question because he's really not sure. And he's still glancing at the spot where the shadow was.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-02 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know," he says, tearing his eyes away. "I was just thinking."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-02 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head at her. "It's nothing important. Just stuff."

And there's laughing from the corner and the shadow drifts away in a slither of smoke.

He frowns this time, shaking his head again.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-03 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not that," he says absently. "I'm not freaked out."

And there's more laughing, closer now, flitting around his ears and John squeezes his eyes closed, trying to ward whatever this is off.

He's still got his eyes closed when the laughing stops.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-03 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
"What?" John says, opening his eyes and immediately looking around.

Control.

He blinks once and looks back at Aeryn. "What?"

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-03 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing," he says after a moment. "Nothing. M'tired and think I need a nap."

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-03 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." One more glance at the corner and there are no shadows. "Okay. I'll go take a nap."

And he makes to open the door and head back to 238.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-03 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugs and moves over to her bed, laying down quietly on his side and curling up.

[identity profile] whitedeathpod.livejournal.com 2006-04-03 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
He squirms a bit, frowning in his sleep and huffing slightly.