Eight

[swinish_beast]

Actions:

[With no school on, and the event over, Stefan doesn't know what to do with himself. Things are settling back into their previous comfortable rythym, though, and he no longer carries around a makeshift thermos of badly diluted arsenic in his knapsack. That creepy kid from ninth grade at Mayfield High can generally be found (Action A)

Comments

B

[nosoul_nomind]

[Comics are a bit different in Barton's time - mostly things like Little Orphan Annie and Popeye. She flips through a superhero comic while walking though the aisle, and almost trips right over Basini.]

Hey--!

Re: B

[swinish_beast]

[Basini startles back, bumping into the wire rack behind him. The closest to comic books he has in his own continuity are rather filthy postcards, so he's in heaven.]

Hey yourself!

[nosoul_nomind]

[She's a spry one, and manages to stay on her feet.]

That's a lousy place to sit. What're you doing?

[swinish_beast]

[He lowers his voice, though he's still plenty audible to anyone in the building.]

I'm reading! Don't tell anyone!

You can too, if you'd like.

A

[true_marauder]

[Not!papa is not please to see the cigarette, young man. He's going to be frowning a bit. There might be a little disappointment in his voice, but no anger.]

You do that often?

Re: A

[swinish_beast]

[In the age old fashion of young people who care about what adults think of them, but just not enough, he fumbles to conceal it.]

Hallo, Remus--