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[macleod_connor]

Connor, down the stairs, t-shirt and jeans, typical white sneakers - you know... what he generally wears, especially since he's not been home in like 2 weeks (he is *so* behind on his Christmas shopping - as in, hasn't even started). He goes to the bar to get a drink and hears the announcement and takes a seat on a bar stool to watch.



Of course, his attention is slightly divided between the tree and the amusing battle of someone vs. security.

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[angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com]

A nut hits Connor on the shoulder.

[macleod_connor]

He lowers his glass and glares a bit at he who threw said nut.

[angelus-amadeo.livejournal.com]

Armand grins at him. "Come on and join us (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/1905200.html)!"

[macleod_connor]

Fine, fine.

"If you insist."

And over he goes just like in the post below...

[asar-suti.livejournal.com]

Another, smaller nut hits Connor from the direction of the Christmas tree. Someone there is grinning, and calls "Come on over and help, this is not an entertainment for spectators!"

[macleod_connor]

He frowns and growls a bit... What's with the nuts?

He puts his glass on the bar and gets off the stool.

"Yeah yeah. I'm coming." And he makes his way over.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

*After dumping Michael in his cell, Faith returns to the bar and sneaks up behind Connor as he decorates the tree, greeting him by taking a nip out of his earlobe*

[macleod_connor]

His shoulder jumps and he turns around to meet his assailant, armed with a candy cane.

"What it, yound lady. I'm armed and dangerous." But he's smiling so much it's almost not anywhere near a threat.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

*Faith raises her eyebrows at the candy cane, looks down at his groin, then looks back up at him, smirking.* Yeah. I remember that about you.

[macleod_connor]

He smirks back at her.

"You have fun tossing that guy around?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

*Faith laughs* Oh, yeah. I know I shouldn't have enjoyed it, but...I really did.

[macleod_connor]

He leans in close to her ear. "Nothing wrong with enjoying a bit of rough play now and then."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

*Faith smirks and flicks his earlobe with her tongue.* You tryin' to get me to deck your halls?

[macleod_connor]

"There is that possibility, yes."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

*Faith nods, considers, then picks Connor up and tosses him over one shoulder.* Shoulda said so, then. *she smacks his butt, none too gently, and then heads for the stairs, carrying Connor in a rather undignified way.*

[macleod_connor]

"Huh?" And he struggles to hold onto the basket of decorations as he's slung over her shoulder. Considering this isn't nearly the most undignified position he's ever been in, he doesn't mind so much. He does, however, toss the box to Kronos about the time Faith smacks his ass. "At least I don't have to decorate the tree anymore."

[angryadolescent.livejournal.com]

Kronos, not exactly expecting to have something of that size flung at him, grunts and falls back slightly as it hits him in the chest and falls to the ground, the ornaments rolling across the floor.