Room 209, Saturday evening

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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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"An entire planet, there has to be something," she says with a little smile.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"It's a big planet," he says with a nod. "We're all insane."

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"You are," she agrees, and rests her head on his shoulder. "I'm getting used to it."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hm." He slips an arm around her waist. "It happens. I love you."

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"I love you, too," she says, and asks, "Still feel empty in your room?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"It'll take some getting used to," he answers and blinks heavily. "Take some time."

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"You can stay here tonight," she offers. "Or I can go there. Up to you."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hm." His automatic answer is to just stay here but that won't help. He slides off the bed and reaches for her hand. "Let's go there."

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Wordlessly, she crawls off the bed and takes his hand.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John leads the way out of the room and down the hall.