St. John Allerdyce (worst_one) wrote in academy_x, @ 2010-02-10 00:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | avalanche, pyro |
Who: John, Dominic
When: Late Tuesday night/early Wednesday morning
Where: Infirmary
What: John decides to play nurse. Uh, kinda.
John had a reputation to keep up, but that didn't mean he didn't have a heart. Somewhere deep down, anyway, which was the only reason he could find for why he was gradually making his way to the infirmary long after most of the students had already gone to bed or were at least settled in their rooms for the night. Well, okay, and there was the fact that there were very few people in the world John actually gave a damn about, so he didn't exactly have the luxury of avoiding the situation when one of those privileged few needed some company.
Or, in this case, when they weren't quite well enough to fight back yet and bedridden, which gave him the perfect opportunity to harass them.
Pushing the door open and giving a quick glance to make sure the place was relatively empty, he stepped into the infirmary and walked over to Dominic's bed. He then dropped down into a nearby chair, propping his feet up on the bed and reaching into the pocket of his hoodie to bring out a tiny airline-sized bottle of alcohol, dangling it by the neck in a purposeful taunt.
"Don't say I never did anything for you, you miserable bastard." He tossed the bottle over to let it land in Dom's lap, then tipped back until his chair was on its rear legs. "And don't let the teetotalers see it. If they find it, it's your booze, it was your idea, and I'm a helpless casualty in your nefarious plans. Do I need to define 'nefarious' for you?"