Outside the Perk...

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

It was a lovely morning: balmy but sunny, with the occasional twitter of birds. It was almost hard to imagine the town as it had been the previous weekend - the storm with its neverending rain, the zombies, her first glimpse official glimpse of the high school being that of a complete war zone.

Sitting at one of the small tables set up outside, Shane's legs are folded up together in front of her in the chair as she sits, scribbling in a notebook. Occasionally, she pauses in her writing to take a sip of her double-shot of Black Death. She's dressed in a soft, gray hooded sweatjacket, a dark green wifebeater, baggy black cargo pants and her steel-toed boots, her aviator sunglasses with the plum-colored lenses perched on her nose.

Her hands are no longer bandaged and the numerous cuts, scrapes and bruises on her knuckles are easily visible. It also explains why she's writing a bit more awkwardly than she usually would.

For the most part, her expression is calm and thoughtful... though, occasionally, the calm gives way to a troubled frown as she continues writing.




[Ooc: Come play with me! Feel free to jump in... (Well! It works for CJ! XD)]

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[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia walks up holding a coffee and a bagel. "Hey Shane, how's it going?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Looking up from her notebook, sunlight glinting off of her shades, Shane smiles. "Hey, Maia," she says. "Uhh..." She glances down at her notebook for a moment and then back up at her. "It goes, y'know?"

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia looks at Shane's hands but refrains from asking she is finally talking to me, not going to ask questions

Sorry I had to duck out last night early. Sara's been sick and I needed to get back.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Holding her pen between the fingertips of both hands, Shane carefully rolls it back and forth as she nods. "Oh, hey, it's no problem," she says, lifting up a hand to wave it at her. Her lips twist into a wry smile. "The game didn't last for very long, anyway." She glances at the chair across from her for a moment. "Um, you... wanna sit?" She asks, looking back up at her as she nods her head in the direction of the chair.

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia smiles slowly. "Sure" Pulling the chair out Maia sets her coffee and bagel down. "Would you like half?" She says indicating her bagel.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no thanks," she says, smiling as she sits back in her seat a little. She closes her notebook, caps her pen and sets it on top of the notebook, reaching for her coffee. "No, thank you. I don't really do breakfast."

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia smiles "Well I don't usually either but didn't sleep much last night so, this is kinda a late night snack for me" Maia pulls a piece off. "How did you meet Geoff?"

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Ummm..." Shane frowns thoughtfully as she sits back in her chair, her cup cradled in both hands. "He came in to the diner my first day there and... I think he was trying to hit on me." She grins and takes a sip of her coffee. "He needed a job, though, so Deb hired him." She looks up at Maia and quirks an eyebrow. "How about you?"

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

"He's Paiges boyfriend. I only just met him 'officially' last night. Though I commissioned a poem from him the other day." Maia smiles at the last part. Maia stares at Shanes hand biting her lip.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... yeah, I know Paige," she says with a smile as she nods. After a moment she chuckles. "Well, a little bit, anyway."

Following Maia's eyes down to her hands, Shane clears her throat carefully. She takes another sip of her coffee and then digs into the pocket of her hoodie, pulling out her cigarettes. She presses one between her lips and thumbs open the lid of her lighter, sparking it and holding the flame to the end of her cigarette for a moment.

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia watches Shane watching her. "Those are gonna catch up to you someday if you keep smoking." Maia says lightly so as not to piss the girl off.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

*CJ sees Shane talking to a girl. She raises her hand in a wave, smiles brightly, and takes 2 coffees over to a table where a man (not the Doctor) sits waiting for her. They continue what is clearly an ongoing conversation*

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

*Spotting CJ going past, Shane tips her head up in greeting, smiling brightly as she lifts her own hand up in a quick wave*

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::comes outside to bus another table and spots Shane::

I'm sorry I didn't say anything when you ordered, but you're Shane, correct? Mrs Smith told me that you get 50 cents off all drinks until the end of the term for saving her clothes and washing them for her. Come back up when you want your next refill and I'll take care of it then.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane looked up at him, blinking for a moment. Reaching up, she pulled her sunglasses up and settled them atop her head. "Oh," she said, still blinking - more from the surprise of the offer itself than the fact that the person who was informing her of it was blue. Huh. We have blue people. Cool.

"Uh, th-thanks - thank you," she stammered, obviously delighted but a bit caught off guard. "Would you please tell her I said thank you?"

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*steps gingerly to the foot of the ramp arund 1 PM. Looks carefully around. Waves weakly at Shane before heading for campus*

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Sitting up a bit in her seat, Shane waves. "Hey, man, are you feeling better?" She calls after him.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*slows and walks over*

A little. Everything's fixed, and I should be fine in a week or so.
But damn am I gonna hurt.

And I slept through my physics test. Ain't so sure this is all worth it.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane frowns sympathetically as Han talks about his injuries, but the frown deepens as he talks about school. "It is, if you want it to be," she says evenly, pausing to take a sip of her Black Death.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

School's worth it. *sits down beside her.* But to hell with cooking class today.

Not so sure sex is worth taking a beating for.
Last time I got beat this bad, I at least got laid.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Chuckling, Shane sits back a little in her seat. "Cooking class, huh?" She asks, biting her bottom lip.

"So when you got laid, was that before, during or after the beating?" Shane asks, not being facetious or sarcastic, just genuinely curious.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*lopsided grin*

During and after.

*scowls*

That's why I wasn't any good in the fight last night. You know Bagoas didn't go home? He wasn't with me and he wasn't with Jayne, either. Did you see him?

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that explains a lot," Shane says with a wry chuckle. At the mention of Bagoas, she frowns. "Um... no, I ... I didn't see him. After Geoff and I left you at your place, I took off and went home. I didn't see anybody."

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*swears, his vocabulary drifting through about four languages*

Satine says he's not there either. She's practically a basket case over this.

Look, I do need to check in on campus.

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Shane says, nodding, a concerned frown on her face. "I'll try to keep an eye out for him, all right?"