A crack in the mirror.

[yourunichase]

Does anyone else have a weird sense of waiting for something?

[Private to Paddy and Judas, separate-like]

Doing better?

[Private to Aleera]

I wanna talk to you about something?

[Private to Denise.]

So what the hell do I need to do to graduate?

[Private to Jarod-voice.]

Are you alive, wonderboy?

Comments

Re: Spam.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

Well, that's just fucking depressing.

Shouldn't try this mind reading business, it only gets me further away from getting laid.

Re: Spam.

[yourunichase]

[Parker just stood there and smirked at him]

When you're right you're right.

Re: Spam.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

I should definitely stop this mind reading business by the sounds of things.

Re: Spam.

[yourunichase]

Why don't you read my mind right now and see what ya come up?

[Parker grinned at him quickly, and crooked a finger at him.]

Re: Spam.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

[Paddy raised an eyebrow, and then, after a moment, faked a look of shock,] Christ Almighty, Parker, you have hell of a filthy mind.

Re: Spam.

[yourunichase]

Now, Paddy-cakes are you sure that's what you're reading in my mind or is that entirely made up of projection? [A beat.] Well, partly made of projection.

Re: Spam.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

Well, I'll give you an element of projection, but I swear to god, you're a filthy minded thing.

[pause]

Not that I'm complaining.

Re: Spam.

[yourunichase]

Damn right you're not complaining.

[Parker laughed quickly.]

So are you just going to stand there and read my mind all night?

Re: Spam.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

[He ran his tongue over his teeth and shook his head,] No. I'm going to see if you act on what you think, Parker.

[He gave her a challenging eyebrow raise.]

Spam.

[yourunichase]

Oh yeah? Is that so? Ya think that challenging me is gonna lead to pouncing on ya?

[She smirked at him and crossed her arms over her chest.]

Re: Spam.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

[Paddy... just liked women to take control of the situation. It was... just how he liked it.] Well, is it?

Spam.

[yourunichase]

You're an asshole, Paddy-cakes.

[Parker smirked at him quickly before she reached out and grabbed his collar and pulled him closer to her, and then kissed him soundly.]

Re: Spam.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

[He returned the kiss hard and pulled away just for long enough to tell her,] You wouldn't have it any other fucking way. [And then he kissed her hard.]

Re: Spam.

[yourunichase]

[She broke the kiss for a moment to laugh at him.]

You know me too fucking well.