And with a Crash-

[foxy-l33t.livejournal.com]

Fading out is an echo of two voices...

"He's an angsty, emo, heartless sorcerer swordsman."

"He totally needs to get laid, then."

There's never a good closet around when you need one- at least, ever since someone came up with Rule #3. So what if Laini and Zelgadiss missed the stairs and whatever else door they were aiming for- They're at least out of the bar right now, and Laini is doing her best to get him out of his clothes.

(As for hers- Shapeshifter. That will only take a moment, unless he wants to help as well!)

They crash the door into the back room and onto a convenient couch. Zel winces a bit as the back of his head hits the armrest (because Laini is totally doing the pouncing) and, noticing their surroundings, says eloquently, "Um. Where are we?"

Laini blinks, maybe finally distracted. Somewhat. "Good question- though someone did leave a drink here."

Zelgadiss eyes said drink. It's blue. Very blue. "Yeah, but what sort is it?"


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[(Anonymous)]

Jacee snickers and facepalms, then looks away to scrawl down a few notes because she is totally paying attention.

"No, no, definitely dick. But eh, I'm not gonna judge."

[undignified]

"Sounds like y'already are," he points out wryly. "It's okay, I generally just blame the Cati thing. At least when the wall's broken like this. Weird how I don't remember the rest of the time."

[jaceekei.livejournal.com]

"I think it's a good thing, though," she says thoughtfully. "'Cause then you'd just do stuff and be like, 'Cati made me do it!' even if she didn't."

Beat.

"I'm not sure that's actually possible, on second thought."

[undignified]

"It does seem like it'd be difficult," he agrees, rubbing at his hair thoughtfully.

"...so does that mean I can't be blamed anymore?"

[jaceekei.livejournal.com]

Hmm. She thinks about this for a moment, then shakes her head.

"I like Cati better than you, so you still have to deal with it. Sorry."

[undignified]

"Oh."

He's sad for a moment.

"But I'm prettier than her."

[jaceekei.livejournal.com]

"I'm not allowed to respond to that," she tells him.

"And you're old."

[undignified]

"--I'm not old!"

He's horrified. Shocked and appalled.

"...I'm more than twice your age."

D:

[jaceekei.livejournal.com]

Jacee cocks her head.

"So you're forty-two?"

[undignified]

Wes narrows his eyes at her.

"...you're not twenty-one."

Beat.

"But if y'are, you can go buy me a drink, so you should do that."

[jaceekei.livejournal.com]

"I am totally twenty-one."

Jacee never lies. Ever.

"But I'm also broke. So you're the one that has to buy the drinks."

[undignified]

"That's not fair."

D:

"Who says I have any money?"

[jaceekei.livejournal.com]

"You have a tab," she points out. "That you like, never have to pay. You can afford it."

[undignified]

"I bet it's bad for my credit rating if I never pay it."

... yeah, no, he doesn't actually care.

"But, y'know, the Bar's back there. What if this door disappears?"

[jaceekei.livejournal.com]

She glances at the clock and sighs.

"Well, I'm disappearing anyway for a couple of hours. To fail math and science. But if there's alcohol when I get back, that'd be total awesome."

[undignified]

Wes salutes her, smiling wryly.

"You have fun with that, an' I'll see what I can do."