From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 12:05 am (UTC)		(Link)

Emilie slunk down into the common room to see if she could find Sim or Quinn or someone to talk to. After what had happened with Anastas, she was in a foul mood and could use a good distraction.

So when she spotted Alex sitting alone in the common room, her smirk, which she had thought she lost to Stas, returned.

"Alex~" She sing-songed, leaning over his shoulder from behind him and wrapping her arms over his chest in a loose hug. "Did the little murderer kick you out of your room again~?"

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 10th, 2011 12:27 am (UTC)		(Link)

Alex had been so engrossed in his Latin homework, he hadn't heard Emilie come in. He straightened at the sound of her voice, startled for a moment, but then relaxed a little when he recognized it. When she draped her arms around him, he turned his head a little, raising an amused eyebrow.

"Emilie," he smirked. "He's on a cleaning rampage again, I didn't have much of a choice." He closed his book in his lap. "What about you? What brings you out and about?"

	From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 12:42 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Mm, obviously practicing to dispose of the bodies, that one." She laughed a little under her breath and leaned her head to one side on his shoulder, so she could get a better look at him.

"Bored," she half-shrugged. "How is my Baby Van Rensselaer?"

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 10th, 2011 01:01 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Well then it's a good thing I made myself scarce. I'd hate to have been his test subject to see if his practice has paid off." He tilted his head slightly to face her a little better.

"Much the same," he responded, waving his Latin book slightly. "I've been reduced to doing my homework." He heaved a world-weary sigh.

	From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 01:44 am (UTC)		(Link)

Emilie laughed, prodding Alex in the side with her finger. "Such a terribly dull life you live, little man. Don't you have friends? A little freshie girlfriend? Or is it just you and Captain OCD?"

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 10th, 2011 01:50 am (UTC)		(Link)

He rolled his eyes with a smile, squirming a little at the poke. "Of course I have friends, but you're all older than me." Alex gave her another smirk. "And how could a freshman girl possibly compete with you in my heart?"

	From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 02:21 am (UTC)		(Link)

Emilie gave a somewhat over-exaggerated joyful gasp, clapping her hand to her chest. "Aaaw, you charming little motherfucker!" She exclaimed, pinching his cheek.

"So what you're telling me, Alex, is that you have no real friends?"

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 10th, 2011 02:26 am (UTC)		(Link)

Alex made a face at the pinch, but didn't stop her or push her away for it. "I do what I can."

He shrugged at the question. "I have what I need to get by. Acquaintances, pawns, associates..." There were few people he respected enough to consider more than that.

	From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 02:39 am (UTC)		(Link)

Emilie couldn't help snort at his answer. "Pawns," she repeated.

"Look at you! Fourteen and you're already one callous little fucker. Looks like you're fitting in well." She hummed a happy little sigh and tightened her arms in a hug around his shoulders.

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 10th, 2011 02:52 am (UTC)		(Link)

Alex nodded. "The ones I get to do my homework when I don't feel like it."

"Fifteen actually," he replied, smirking a little. He brought a hand up to rest on her arm. "So glad that I live up to the House standards. I would have hated to have been a disappointment."

	From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 03:15 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Ohoo, Fifteen, eh?" Emilie smirked back, flicking Alex in the temple. "Don't get smart with me, Little Van Rensselaer. I know where you live."

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 10th, 2011 03:18 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Yup, practically legal." Alex chuckled now, grinning. "Don't worry, I only get smart with you because I care. And you're more than welcome to come to my room any time you want. I think Brian would shit his pants, which is more than enough reason for me."

	From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 11:52 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Practically," Emilie giggled. She leaned forward so that she was slumped over his shoulder, almost looking up at him.

"One day he's going to kill you in your sleep, you know." She nodded sagely.

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 10th, 2011 06:09 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"But who cares about technicalities," Alex said with a shrug, smirking. He moved one of his hands to the back of her head, cradling it slightly in case the position got uncomfortable for her.

"Perhaps. But I hope not. There's a lot I'd still like to do in life before I die."

	From: babalon	Date: January 10th, 2011 11:24 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"The police," Emilie said simply, tapping him on the chin with an extended finger. "Maybe you'll get your chance because the littlest Redd goes postal, hm?"

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 11th, 2011 01:20 am (UTC)		(Link)

"What they don't know can't hurt them," Alex quipped with a wink and a grin. "I'd like to think it's not hopeless and his rampage is avoidable altogether."

	From: babalon	Date: January 11th, 2011 10:47 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Mm," Emilie nodded. She pulled herself up from her position hanging over his shoulder, she was a little tired of feeling like she was a dishtowel.

"You're really that desperate, aren't you?" Emilie leaned her head against his shoulder, nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck, her arms still draped over his chest.

"Maybe you should start with being nicer to him? They say it's always the quiet ones, you know."

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 11th, 2011 07:52 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I'm never desperate," he responded, metaphorical nose going up. Alex may be many things, but he would never allow himself to be desperate. That just wouldn't be cool.

"I'm perfectly nice to him. I've never smoked in our room, I keep my side relatively clean, I look out for him when I feel he needs it..." He gave a little shrug. Brian was probably the only one among his grade he really considered a 'friend', in a loose definition of the word. "He's just weird."

	From: babalon	Date: January 11th, 2011 08:24 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Still a virgin, then?" Emilie gave an amused laugh, nipping at his neck playfully.

"Because he's a serial killer in the making, is why."

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 11th, 2011 10:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I've been weighing my options." He refused to let Emilie get him worked up about this. He had only just turned fifteen recently, it wasn't odd.

"Yes, but you can always train a serial killer, or at least make sure you won't be on his list."

	From: babalon	Date: January 11th, 2011 10:40 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"And do you? Have options, I mean." She was grinning now, her mouth against the skin of his neck. "I was a little younger than you when I first lost mine, so you've still got some time before it becomes... embarrassing."

"No, you can't. If you know a serial killer, you're already in danger. Something like 76 percent of homicide victims knew their killer."

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 11th, 2011 11:37 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Of course." He was bristling slightly, his shoulders straightening and squaring.

"Well then I suppose I'm screwed. Might as well live the rest of my short life to it's fullest. Or just join forces with him. Tough call..."

	From: babalon	Date: January 11th, 2011 11:41 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Of course." She echoed, yawning. She was a little bored of this 'I'm-so-cool' act. "Well I guess I better let you get to it then!" She stood up and stretched.

	From: xanvanren	Date: January 12th, 2011 11:24 pm (UTC)		(Link)

He turned his head slightly and tilted it, looking up at her, blinking slightly. "This second?" Well, he hadn't planned on it happening that quick. By the end of the school year maybe, but now?

	From: babalon	Date: January 13th, 2011 12:09 am (UTC)		(Link)

"Yes?" Emilie raised a brow at him. "What? Too busy weighing your options while death creeps up on you?"