The Tiberius J. Swann Education Facility

Who: James and Will
When: Friday Night
Where: James' Apartment
What: Stuff and Things!
Rated: Cover Your Eyes!!!

James wanted tonight to be special. He and Will had been fighting a lot here lately and he felt bad about it. He wasn't really sure what to do to fix it aside from try harder to have a little more faith in the fact that Will loved him, which the proposition of a trip to Hawaii over the summer certainly helped with that. But their time together was growing limited. The semester was coming to an end and Will would be going to LA and James would be going to Florida and then New York and he had no idea how long it would be before he'd see him again. So tonight was important. It could be one of the last nights they had alone together for a while.

Devon was spending the night with one of his friends. He'd met the boy's mother and he trusted her fairly well with his son. He'd taken him over as soon as he picked him up from daycare and had had the rest of the afternoon to prepare things at the apartment. He'd cleaned the place up from head to toe first and foremost, after going to the store to get some supplies. And then he'd showered, cleaning himself up from the sweat he'd worked up working on the house so that he was nice and clean and smelling good as he waited for Will to come home.

James wasn't in the living room, his usual spot when Will got back to the apartment in the evening, but instead, he was waiting in the bedroom. And he had made sure that Will would know this by the path of blue rose petals that led the way. It was there that Will would find James waiting on the bed, propped up on a mound of pillows dressed in a pair of black silk pajama pants and nothing else.

Who: Vinnie and Zevira
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: Zevira's room
What: Vinnie has to come clean.

Way too many days had passed since the incident at the bar and they had all been spent worrying about how to tell Zev and how she would react to the news that Rocky had kissed him. He wanted to tell her sooner than this, but after Frankie blew up at him not once, but twice this week, it was kinda delayed.

It was now or never though, and Vinnie took a deep breath as he stopped in front of Zev's door. He really didn't wanna hurt her, but Frankie had told him that there was no way around that. She was gonna be hurt, but he had to reassure her that it had meant nothing. Raising his hand up to the door, he gave a short knock, his heart starting to beat faster as he waited for the door to open.

Who: Erin and Dante
What: To Tucson!
Where: Current Location: Alamogordo, NM
When: Friday Afternoon
Rating: R for language

The highways of the southwest were dull, dry and dusty. Luckily Dante had sunglasses and Erin had a helmet that kept the dirt off her face, although anytime they stoped she made these faces that clearly indicated she wasn't happy about being so dirty all the time. But her stoicism was surprising Dante every day. Actually, everything about her was surprising him lately. She didn't prod, or push for more information, or glower at him for almost breaking her nose. She just let things be as they were. It was kind of awesome.

Along interstate 10W, amidst the glorious scenery of rocks and dirt and red clay, there was a sign. He didn't quite read everything it said, bunch of towns he didn't give a crap about, but one thing stuck out in his mind: Tuscon, 379 miles. That's when Jessica started shaking, when the engine revved without him giving it gas, when the headlight flickered and the bike started jerking about. That was when Dante pulled off to the side of the road and killed the engine, dismounting before Erin even had her arms off him yet. He paced a few feet off, hands balled into fists.

His internal currents were jumbled and messy and sparking like mad. Something was not right. Was it because they were getting close, because the possibilities of what lay ahead were nearer? He didn't know. But they needed a break, apparently.

( Erin let out a soft yelp of surprise as Dante abruptly shot off the bike. )

Who: Fisher, Devon and James
What: Saying goodbye to the McCafferty boys
Where: James' apartment
When: Saturday Morning
Rating: PG
[note: It's an AIM scene. It was 2 in the morning!]

( Behave yourself, broody. Don't forget that you do know how to smile. )

HOLD

Who: Addie, Jacob and Pearl
Where: the underground room on campus
When: afternoonish
What: potentially making an art gallery.

It had taken some hard work and it'd still require more, but at last Jacob was able to show Addie what he had done so far. He couldn't wait to see the reaction on her face and headed towards his sister's room first, knocking on the door. "Hey," he said. "Ready to go?" He hoped that she wouldn't take too long so he could get to Addie's place. It was almost sad that he was so excited, but he was going to make this epic. Why couldn't he show off a little?

Then again, it could be said that part of his reason for being was to show off, because everyone had to know how powerful he was. He waited for Pearl and then led the way to knock on Addie's door. "Come on, Ice Grenade!" he called. "I am not going to wait for very long!" He hoped that was enough reason for her to hurry so he could get a move on - the more work they could get done on the gallery, the better.