8.) [video.]

[ijustlivehere]

[Neil is standing near the fountain, watching the insanity of the crowded City unfold.]

So wait... what the hell is going on today?

...No one ever tells me anything.

[ooc: OPEN ACTION, DOUBLES WILL BE WELCOMED, SPOILERS FROM BEYOND MID-BOOK 4 (where this guy's from) ARE ALSO COOL TODAY. BASICALLY EVERYTHING IS OKAY. I'M EXCITED. =D
also: I will be trolling under my personal account, jeilovesyou. As myself. So... that's who that is. If you wondered. Hah.
also also: I KNOW I HAVE A MILLION AND ONE TAGS TO DO, I promise I'll get to it after I have my tea.
AAAAAAAAND ACTION!]

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[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[He nods, but he figures no one can actually order coffee in five seconds, so he decides to play a couple of rounds of Tetris while he waits. So she'll come back to find him hunched over his device, jamming the buttons determinedly.]

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

[More like three and a half minutes. A double fudge extra whipped cream frapp monstrosity in hand she has to stand and marvel. This is what you're in for Jennifer.

Remember that movie with Sarah Michelle Geller, the one without the vampires where she plans and then gets with Ryan Phillipe or whoever. It'll be like that except somewhere Ryan Phillipe will show up.

Hopefully.]

Looks like you missed me.

[Slurp.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Uh, hang on just a sec. [This, too, is an exaggeration. Because it takes him about 45 seconds to finish up his game and look up.]

So uh, good coffee, yeah?

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

[Now it's starting to make sense. This is why this whole thing is new. His girlfriend has been a video game.]

Yep.

[Slurp, slurp. Usually guys find it more interesting when she's got something in or near her mouth. He is a guy even if he's nerdy. Or maybe she found a defective one.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Cool.

[He's quiet for a moment, then shifts uncomfortably and rubs at the back of his neck.]

So like... 's there something specific you wanted to talk about, or...?

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

How old are you? What do you like to do? Where do you go to school? How many bases have you run?

[Yes, Neil. She'd like to know the answer to every single one of these.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[This is kind of overwhelming. He tries to remember so he can answer them all in order.]

Uh... twenty-two as of two days ago, gaming and TV mostly, haven't taken any classes since I got teleported here or whatever, and... I'm not really into sports?

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

What else are you into?

[Because nerds come in gay too. She could be barking up the wrong tree.]

Besides gaming and TV.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Books, I guess? Genre stuff. Sci fi and high fantasy, mostly.

[Yeah, no, he's really dense. He's gonna need everything spelled out for him.]

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

[Why is this soooo haaaaard? Heavy sigh. She uses the straw to stir the remaining contents of her drink around.]

How interested would you be in making out with me and maybe touching my tits depending how great the lip action is?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

...Holy shit.

[His brain is kind of shutting down.]

...Really?

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

I'm not stuttering.

[Slurp.]

And no se hablo taco bell.

[Oh dear God. Maybe she is ugly.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

Holy shit.

[That last part made no sense to him, but... a lot of things don't, so.]

Frak. Yes.

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

Finally.

[A break through! Know what, she's going to take the chance while it all makes sense to him. Consider yourself attacked Neil, lips first.]

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Neil is all but paralysed at first, because this kind of thing just doesn't happen to him and he's a little bit in shock-- but he gets enough of a grip on is mental faculties to kiss back, with considerable gusto, after a moment.]

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

[Okay. Not bad. There's enough to work with. So she's putting the moves on him first. Since she's done with her frap it's tossed off somewheres.]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Hi Neil!

[Hey you two! Have an angel in combat boots, working on a frozen hot chocolate with about a mountain of whipped cream on it.]

Who's your friend?

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Neil pulls back, startled. He'd kinda forgotten they were right out in the open. Have the world's most awkward wave.]

Heeeeey. This is, uh...

[Forgive him. He's not that big of an asshole, he's just kind of disoriented for the moment.]

...Jennifer. Right?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

[Dulcie is working on subtly. She sticks her straw in her mouth and takes a long sip, giving Jennifer the eye the whole time.]

You new here?

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

[What the hell is this? Gossip girl? Jesus.]

Yeah. I'm Jennifer, hi.

[And yes, she'll keep an arm around Neil.]

Did you need Neil for something?

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

I do actually!

[Dulcie yanks Neil over by his shirt, and yes - she kisses him. A bit aggressively, actually. Afterwords, she links arms with him and grins at Jennifer.]

Nice meeting you!

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[We've gone from a bit disoriented to completely bewildered now. Neil gapes at Dulcie, then looks to Jennifer, shaking is head in a I-don't-know-what-the-hell-is-happening way, and then back to Dulcie questioningly.]

...Whaaaaat the....

[h0ttiefromhell.livejournal.com]

[Alright, that's it. She was working so hard on getting this like fucking Angelina Jolie. No way. No freaking way. Goddamn and she is thinner, prettier.]

Hands off bitch!

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

The thing is that I'd really prefer it if you didn't eat him. He has a lot of stuff to do in his life first.

So... we'll be seeing you around!

Come on, Neil.

[illgrowoutofit.livejournal.com]

[Okay, Neil is coming. But he's still confused on several levels. A hundred or so.]

Wait. Prefer if she didn't what?