http://sheltered-texan.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] sheltered-texan.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2005-10-31 12:48 pm

Perk: Getting some coffee

Fred sat at a round table balancing her notebook on her knees, coffee in one hand and a pen in the other. In front of her on the table was a book open to a Fred was staring at it, every now and then sipping her coffee and scratching some words onto her paper.


((OOC: Come interact with Fred its been ages since she got to play with someone))

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Sawyer stoppped by the Perk to get something rather caffienated, he was craving coffee for some odd reason. He had just left Paige and looked seriously happy. That was odd for him as well. He spots a girl sitting at a table, obviously working hard.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" he cocks a brow, a dimpled smile coming over his lips.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Kicking back the seat, he sat down and set his coffee cup on a napkin, "Alright, I guess. And you?" his eyes gaze at her over the notebook.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
He cocks an eyebrow at her jerkiness and extends his hand to meet hers, "Fred. Sawyer." he says simply, this girl is weird but she'll do for a conversation.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Misguided deliquency." he grins and winks, taking a large sip of his coffee, "Actually, my mentor made me come here.." he grumbles a bit, looking frustrated at that.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Sawyer's gaze falls on her bag, and then rises to look into her eyes, "Quantum, what the hell?" he says in a confused tone as she says that hellaciously long course title that he doesn't even want to think about right now. "Because John is a son of a bitch, he knows how to get to me.."-- a breathless mumble --"Bastard.." even though John was like his older brother, protector.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
His mouth falls open slightly, he feels as if he's probably gone brain dead and is drooling right about now; so much information about something he didn't want to learn about flooded his mind and made his gaze into something rather hypnotized like. He really wished Paige was here for some reason, dammit. "Riiiight." --a cough-- "I'm from...everywhere." he says vaguely with a smile.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, darlin' what I do for fun is.." --his mind draws a slight blank as he watches the girl stir sugar into her coffee, like a bunch-- "..I take photos, I bang girls and I smoke..Pretty much it. Ain't too complicated." he leans back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
He quirks a brow, he's probably met more Lesbians here than in his whole lifetime, which was odd. "Do you know a girl named Paige?" he inquires lightly, hoping to not sound so...loving, uck.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
MORE SUGAR! He eyes her hand movements and feels the need to smack her hand or take the sugar off the table all together. "She's more than a friend." he sounds uneasy, feeling as if he'll need advice within the minute.

[identity profile] yaymckay.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Is that...?

::leans over the table and slips the book out from under her hand with no thought of the fact that she's looking at it::

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I..I have a question." he leans forward, his fingers fiddling with their opposites and his brow dropping a bit, "How do you tell a girl you love her..I mean.." he stammers lightly, the topic of love was a harsh one for Sawyer but Paige made him feel like he loved her.

[identity profile] yaymckay.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 08:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, you can find your place easily enough if you try." Rodney gives the girl a judicious study. Not a blonde, but might have some brains in there. "So, how are you going with the equations? Solved them yet?"

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-31 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
His shoulders drop a bit, "I have no idea, really. Ain't to certain about that.." he sighs and tries to move the conversation in another direction, "So! Did you go to the Halloween Ball?"

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