Thursday Night at the Perk

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Tonight's "CFS: Criminal Forensic Scientists" is a rerun, and she isn't supposed to be alone...but she'll be damned if she's going to hide away in her house. She figures some place busy and bright like the Perk will be safe enough, so she shop-hops so she's always around people until she gets there. Sitting down with a latte and a book, she's just...quiet.



((wanna play? CJ's skittish, but she's still CJ. OR, use the post for your own Perk patronage!))

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7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[fh_jackass]

Logan picked up a coffee at the counter and settled into a booth with a notebook and his iPod, keeping an eye out for Kara.

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

Kara enters the The Perk and scans the room for Logan. Locating him in a corner booth, she walks over and slips in opposite him. "As requested," she says.

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[fh_jackass]

Logan stuck his recorder attachment onto the top of his iPod. "Mind if I tape this?" he asked.

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

"Knock yourself out," she replies, looking around idly and drumming her fingers on the tabletop.

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[fh_jackass]

Logan switched it on. "Okay, Kara. Um. Where are you from? Tell me about your home dimension."

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

"I'm from Caprica, which is one of the Tweleve Colonies." She pauses, and thinks for a moment. "The colonies were once seperate planets with their own governments, but 40 years ago or something like that, were were all united under one government."

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

Possibly a little bit tipsy, since alcohol tends to affect her faster when she's morphed, Tonks walked into the Perk, sitting at the table beside CJ's. She lifted a hand in a wave.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She smiles and waves back, setting down her book and taking a sip of her latte.] How are you tonight, Tonks?

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

"I'm doing great," Tonks answered with a grin, raking her hand through her hair. "Good book?" She asked, nodding toward the one CJ had set aside.

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[fh_jackass]

"Not from this planet, then." Logan blinked. "Um - past, present or future?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

It's ok. I'm having a hard time getting in to it. [She holds up the cover. "The Secret Life of Bees"] It's not very engaging.

Want to join me? Or just holler across the tables?

Outside the Perk...

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane waits, her hands tucked into the pockets of her coat. She'd gotten a call from Tara to meet her at the Perk after her dinner with Jonathan and Lily. When Tara had told her about making the plans, she'd sounded almost anxious, as though she didn't want to upset her... but Shane had told her it was fine. She was concerned about Jonathan, still, but as far as she knew, Bel had given up on the bullying business. Angel was souled and so that left, at Shane's last figuring, no baddies to be unduly concerned about.

Shifting on her feet a bit anxiously, she bites her lip, hand closing on something inside her left pocket. After a moment, she pulls a pack of cigarettes from her right pocket and lights one.

Hopefully the nicotine will kick in and she'll stop being all nervous and fidgety by the time Tara gets there.

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

"Present."

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

"Bees. Sounds riveting." Tonks giggled and moved to sit beside CJ, picking up the book and reading the cover blurb.

Re: Outside the Perk...

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara arrives about five minutes later, breath steaming a little in the cold night air, her hands thrust into her coat pockets.

After years in California, she's not used to it getting this cold, and she really ought to buy a heavier jacket.

Waving to Shane, she picks up the pace, almost skipping as she arrives in front of her beloved.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

If you think so, you read it. Tell me what it's about when you're done. [She leans back, sipping her coffee.] You like to read?

Re: Outside the Perk...

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Shane says quietly, lips drawing back into a warm smile, eyes shining. Turning her head she blows a thin stream of smoke off to the side, away from the two of them.

Turning back to Tara, she runs both of her hands along Tara's arms, leaning in to press a soft kiss to her cheek, still not entirely sure how Tara feels about kissing her when she's smoking.

Re: Outside the Perk...

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Hey," Tara murmurs back, kissing Shane's cheek in return, lingering for a moment on the slightly chilled skin.

"Look, tonight I'm smoking too!" She purses her lips and blows a stream of air out, faint white fog - and then grins at Shane, pleased with herself.

[luridpinkspikes.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, actually." She grinned, setting the book down. "I borrowed a couple books off of Aziraphale at the beginning of the week. I loaned him some of my favorites in return. What about you?"

Re: Outside the Perk...

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

Shane chuckles, shoulders shaking as she reaches up and gently strokes Tara's cheek with her thumb, as if trying to lend some small bit of warmth to her.

Her left hand is free and empty and it's already starting to itch. "Umm," she begins quietly. "I... can we wait for a minute before we go in? I -- I know it's cold, but... I just wanted to... talk to you for a minute."

Re: Outside the Perk...

[brambless.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Tara says, frowning a little in concern. "Of course."

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[fh_jackass]

Logan stirred his drink. "Oh, do you want coffee or anything? On me?"

Re: 7 pm - Interview with Kara Thrace

[pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Nothing fancy, just black," Kara says, giving him a smile.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

I like to read, but usually I wind up going over theory and stuff for work. I should go see what Mr. Phale has. I need something good.

Re: Outside the Perk...

[shane-mcc.livejournal.com]

"I-it's nothing... bad," Shane hastens to point out, shaking her head as her left hand rubs almost fretfully over her left pocket. I'm just nervous as fuck...

Scratching her hand through her hair, she takes another drag off of her cigarette and turns her head to blow the smoke away, then drops the cigarette on the pavement, crushing it out with the toe of her boot.

"Umm, it's just I -- I just remembered something I... forgot and... umm..." Shane takes a deep breath and stuffs her hand down into her pocket. After fishing around for a moment, she comes up with a tiny hinge-lidded box.

Turning it towards herself, she tries her damnedest to open it and her gloves don't even have any fingers, but somehow they're still slipping and... fuck, okay, she's nervous. Or maybe it's the cold. Yeah. Definitely the cold.

"Shit," she mutters to herself, frowning, and no, her hands aren't shaking. It's the cold. Still. "Fuck, ummm... uhh, here. Here, you -- you open it." She finally surrenders, holding the box out to Tara, lips pressed into a thin, pale line.