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[bluespells.livejournal.com]

Boy, bar, several pieces of lined paper and a scowl.

He needs to figure out who to write notes to, and how to say what he needs to say.

Judging by the collection of balled-up papers nearby? It's not going well.

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[ostro_goth]

"Greetings, Billy Kaplan," Teja says, turning up beside the boy's table.

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

"Hey," He says, absently, not looking up from his papers. There's a smudge of ink on his chin from where he's been chewing a ballpoint.

[ostro_goth]

"Are there any news?" Teja asks. It is not an idle question.

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

"I haven't heard anything." He sets the pen down. "I haven't been paying attention much, either."

Too busy destroying things, you see.

[ostro_goth]

"Why would you not pay attention to Xaldin?" Teja says, wondering.

It does not sound good.

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

Kree-Skrull, catalog, further down the bar.

Luckily, the cover is deceiving, and it purports itself to be a swimming magazine. Mwahaha.

He's glancing at Billy over the edge, and hoping he's not noticed.

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

Thwack! Goes a paper ball onto Teddy's head.

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy is ignoring that.

He has 'work' to do.

This is not the Kree-Skrull you're looking for. He turns a page.

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

Any cute Kree-Skrull will do!

"Teeed-dy."

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

Seeing as there's only one in 616...

Siiiiigh. Teddy shifts the catalog so that his boyfriend comes into view.

"Yyyyyyyess?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"...English homework or do I not want to know?"

Kate asked and then pulled up a chair.

"Hey."

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

"To-do list. Hi."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"To-do list for what?"

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

"Leaving."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Understanding look.

"Gonna be soon then?"

[cutting_edgex23]

Maybe it is the paper that has drawn X's attention.

Maybe it is the palpable aura of irritation surrounding Billy.

Maybe it has just been a while since she has seen another mutant.

Whatever the case, X pauses three steps away, head tilted.

She's watching him.

"Hello."

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

He looks up from his very important pen chewing. "Hey."

[cutting_edgex23]

She looks a little hesitant.

"You have been home?"

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

"Not yet. You?"

[cutting_edgex23]

"Yes."

Beat.

"I came back."

As if that was not evident.

[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

Xaldin is passing through only to get a new pen. He pauses, then nods to Billy. "Good evening."

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

Billy looks up, frowns, and then nods. "Hello."

[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

"Are you feeling better?" He thinks that's the appropriate question here.

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

"...yes." It's true. Pretty much.

[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

"Good." He doesn't say I'm glad. It would be a lie. Instead he says, "I did not intend to make you more upset."