Assistants' Lounge, Wed afternoon

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With free time before Self-Defense, Angel went down to the Assistants' Lounge and made himself comfortable.

Sean was there. He nosed around all the new things, his attention occasionally drawn to a certain cabinet.

Angel was busy drawing. Depending on when someone looked over his shoulder they might notice rough drafts of campaign posters, sketches of a certain blonde he'd gone out with on Sunday, or pictures that were really not appropriate for children to be looking at this last catagory might or might not have overlapped with the pictures of the blonde.

There was a pot of fresh coffee brewing.

[ooc: Shamelessly stealing from Angela's reminder yesterday - The lounge is open for TAs, clinic aides, library staff and invited friends. Only TAs and such have keys, though, and the door is locked when none of them are around. If you're a TA and don't have community membership, request it here.]

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[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor wandered into the assistants' lounge, sprawled on the shiny new couch, and started to idly flip through the pages of a book.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Being possessed, as always, of the maturity of a five year old Angel crumpled up a blank piece of paper and zinged it at Bel's head.

[demonbelthazor]

As it bounced off his head, Bel wondered how much trouble he would get into if he threw a small fireball at Angel and set his overly-gelled hair on fire. The thought might have brought a small smirk to his face.

"I told you to stop sending me love notes, Angel," he said, barely looking up from his book. "I'm not going to read them."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I think it's very brave of you to admit that you can't read."

[demonbelthazor]

"Your horrible handwriting, maybe. Have you noticed the book in my hands? Apparently you've gone blind. You know what they say about what causes that...."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You'd know best."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel rolled his eyes. "You were wittier when you didn't have a soul."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker makes a face behind his back, and mouths, I miss Angelus, wah! at Angel.

Then she goes back to putting up her poster.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Funnily enough I found you more interesting back then too." Angel idlly erased someting on his page and then redid the line. "Wonder why that is..."

[demonbelthazor]

"Because a soul's made you stupid," Bel grumbled.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You know, if you don't want me using a line like 'takes one to know one' don't send setups like that directly over the plate."

[demonbelthazor]

"What, are you five or something?" Bel said.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Boy are you severely lowballing that estimate," Angel said. He grinned. "No pun intended."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel raised an eyebrow. "How unlike you to bring that up."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well it's not like you're ever going to bring it up, Bel."

[demonbelthazor]

"I'd thank god if I believed in one."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"So how's it going, Bel?" Angel asked. He began sketching something new. "Remember to floss today?"

[demonbelthazor]

Fishing the ball of paper from the floor, Bel threw it at Angel's head.

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Sean, being somewhat oblivious to UST vampire and half-demon snarking contests, leapt after the ball which he assumed had been thrown for his amusement.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel sat up and held his hand out to Sean to see if the dog would bring the ball back to him.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Sean skittered the ball around on the floor, then, seeing the hand, brought it back for Bel to throw for him.

"You can give him a treat if you want," Angel said.

[demonbelthazor]

"Don't pretend to be friendly with me," Bel muttered at Angel, but he reached down and scritched Sean behind the ears. "My cats are going to hate me when they smell you on me," he said, chuckling.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel simply smiled to himself in reply to Bel's comment.

Sean, not yet wise enough in the ways of dogs to worry about offending cats, licked Bel's hand in return for the petting.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel picked up the paper ball and tossed it across the room for Sean to chase.


[OOC: Fleeing work now!]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Sean yipped and raced after it.

[ooc: drive safe!]