dust to dust // ashes in your hair remind me

[tendencytostart]

Some of St. John's more acerbic compatriots (SUP ADAM) are possibly under the impression that the darling little moron is...well, a moron, but this is not trufax, as it happens. He was the type of student who set his tutors bewailing about wasted potential, because if he didn't care, he just...shut off

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[lovegonetowaste]

Nica has set herself up quite nicely in a little area of the library, somewhere to sleep and keep her stuff and it's even kind of private. Of course, there's only so long she can take solitude before she starts seeking people out -- and that's what leads her to pad over to St John and sit down nearby, not really waiting to see if he minds her company.

Nica eyes the 'disabled' smoke alarms as she lights a cigarette, shaking the match out. Her matches were easier to find than her lighters, which are actually tucked in with her underwear, if she cares to look properly.

"What're you reading?"

[tendencytostart]

....Nica, you're hanging out with St. John Allerdyce. You don't need matches.

He shows her the cover, which is still The Chemistry of Explosives. "'m trying to figure out something better than a lighter."

It's only really begun to occur to him now, as he's finding it both easier and more of a necessity to use his ability on a regular basis, how cumbersome the Zippo is.

Meanwhile, he will pat the mattress next to him, where she may sit if she likes. St. John has been doing some thinking, and not all of it is related to explosives. Some of it is what might actually be called a guilty conscience, if he'd fucking allow himself to admit that he had one.

[lovegonetowaste]

She adjusts her cardigan (it's purple, which is easily one of her favourite colours) and comes to sit next to him, sucking in smoke and breathing it back out in what can only be described as an efficient way.

"How's that going so far?"

Nica is many things, but a telepath is not one of them, which is probably good for St John at this point in time.

[tendencytostart]

Probably! The...copious making out with other people might be a little annoying, and the fact that he's bothered by the fact that he's bothered by that might be strange and off-putting.

Meanwhile.

"Shitty. I need something I could wear, I think, but fuck if I know how to go about building anything like that."

He will put an arm around her, then. Just casually.