The Perk, Saturday Afternoon

[electrocynic]

Sarah had left her delightfully air-conditioned apartment and braved the town because she'd run out of cool things to drink that weren't water. The Perk, at least, had iced coffee. And air conditioning. Besides, staying at home would potentially have meant dealing with the SPA bothering her about sending in the report on her last class so her bout of community service could be marked as over and done with.

You'd think she would have been jumping for joy over that, right? Well, you were wrong. And it was none of your bloody business in the first place, either.

There was a grumpy superhero at the Perk today. But at least she wasn't suffering from the weather conditions right now.

[ooc: Open place in toooown!]

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[electrocynic]

"Just don't like writing reports," she replied airily, with a sip of coffee. Or ice. "What is there to say about kids pretending to learn stuff?"

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"It's a polite fiction that makes everyone feel better about themselves," Guy replied with a grin. "Could say anything, probably."

[electrocynic]

"Mmmh." Enthusiastic, right? "I'm sure I'll get around to bullshitting my way through it eventually. Not like I want to be stuck here forever or anything."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"That so." It was like a game of emotionally constipated chicken.

[electrocynic]

"It's hot enough to make Satan himself feel like having an icy bath," Sarah remarked, "and it's not like I have a whole lot going for me on this stupid fucking island."

Which totally explained how she hadn't packed her bags yet.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Good coffee," he suggested. "And squirrels that tell everyone your business."

[electrocynic]

"London has the Fortress," she retorted. "And since New Power Express pays absolutely zero attention to me, no one cares about my business."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but if I had to go all the way to London for a drink, it'd end badly."

Mostly for all potentially embarrassing stories he might get to hear.

[electrocynic]

Those would largely be about Alex, to be honest. Sometimes it felt like every embarrassing story in London was about Alex.

"And pray tell, Guy," Sarah drawled, "why would you go all the way to London for a drink?"

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

He really seemed the type. One day he'd have to meet Booster.

"Well, its that or Oa. And London is closer."

[electrocynic]

Sarah rolled her eyes. "You work at Caritas. You must be aware there is booze here as well."

TOTALLY THE POINT HERE.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

Guy shrugged. EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED CHICKEN.

"Maybe they do. Maybe I like a change of scenery."

[electrocynic]

"London's not that interesting or exotic."

... Well this particular one could be, from an outside viewpoint.

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"...I spent the last couple years in space, dealing with bat-shit alien wars," Guy reminded her.

[electrocynic]

"Like I said," Sarah replied, unfazed, leaning back in her chair. "London's just boring after that. After this place, too."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Boring is nice. Boring is more than okay."

[electrocynic]

She snorted. "Those are some shit standards you have."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Alien wars." A beat. "And the freaks in the Crayola Brigade."

HOW DID HE GET TO BE A STAR SAPPHIRE? IT MADE NO SENSE.

[electrocynic]

"Yes, yes," she said, waving a hand like it didn't matter, "you've done many an amazingly odd thing and it has damaged your sensibilities."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"And yet here you are talkin' to me."

[electrocynic]

"I was here first." Of course she'd cling to that. "Didn't even ask you to join me."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"Didn't kick me out either."

[electrocynic]

"What's the point?" she retorted. "You would've just whined about it being a free country or some bollocks."

[onepunchguy.livejournal.com]

"It is a free country," Guy reminded her, standing up to lean over the table for a kiss.

[electrocynic]

Sarah leaned backwards.

It was a day to be extremely difficult, okay.

"So they keep saying."