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Priestly's apartment in New Gotham, Wednesday night

"Okay," Mark said, sipping his beer. "But she's not your girlfriend?"

Priestly shook his head. "How is this so hard for people to understand?" he asked Tia. She shrugged, smirking.

"So she's available?" Mark asked.

"Don't rebound with a girl, Mark," Tia said. "You should date a guy, next."

Mark sighed and went back to sipping his beer.

[ooc: expecting one, but open to phone calls if anyone wants to.]

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*Knock Knock*

Heeeey Priestly! You remember how Momoko once ~~threatened~~ promised to take you shopping? She was still gonna do that, but for now she was sending you some things to get you started! In a TOTALLY Priestly messenger bag that Momoko couldn't resist when she saw it, were things like cool notebooks, some erasers just in case he made any errors or mistakes when taking notes.

There was also a pencil sharpener to sharpen his awesome new eco-friendly pencils! Although probably pens might be more to Priestly's preference.

To make the most important notes stand out, Momoko had also sent her friend some highlighters, and there were lots of folders so he could organize things.

...

Also a second bag... this one a New Gotham survival bag, though it could probably be passed off as a gag gift by normal (non have-been-kidnapped-by-question-mark-villain) people. It was filled with a mini gas mask, a domino mask, leather gloves, mace, a swiss army knife, some potions (clearly labeled), a stake, a slingshot, bandages, a manual flashlight, an emergency drop-phone with Blossom and Canary and Huntress on speed-dial, a few maps (with areas marked off to avoid), some restaurant guides (with notes!), some hardcandy, and a few other things that proved Fandom raised Momoko right and that Priestly was definitely sure to know how to use.

There was also a small emergency ID bracelet... that said "if found, please return to Dinah Lance".

Edited 2014-09-04 04:34 (UTC)

Priestly peeked into the box.

"Momoko's insane," he said. Because this was news, clearly.

He was also grinning ear to ear, soooo.

"What did she send you, what did she send you? For once she didn't tell me!"

Priestly pulled out the grass pens. "You just KNOW Stevesie will try to eat these."

"He tries to eat everything," Dinah pointed out, then peeked into the box to see what else was there. And started laughing at the Zombie Survival Kit bag.

Priestly cleared his throat, and showed her the ID bracelet, eyes rolling skyward.

Dinah facepalmed. "Don't let Tia or Mark see that," she muttered, grumbling. "We don't need any more people in that club waving flags."

"For real," Priestly agreed. "Though they're both pretty well convinced we're secretly dating already." He shook his head. "What is it with people and assuming that?"

"I don't know. I'm so happy to have you here, anything else seems like... I don't even know, superfluous?" She leaned into him, rummaging in the box and grinning at the folders and messenger bag. "I mean, it could be everyone our age is obsessed with romance? Which, it's great, but... Oo, I'm stealing your potions." Stop her, Priestly. She can get her own.

"You are not, this is my back to school present from Momo, you don't get to steal anything."

"I need them more," Dinah whined, relinquishing them without too much fight. "Also, she never sent me a back to school present. We know who the favorite is here."

"As though there were any doubt," Priestly said. "And you didn't go back to school, you just kept going to school."

"Sad but true. It's kind of weird to not be in school any more," Dinah admitted. "I mean. I graduated in May, but summer felt just like every other summer off-- except without summer classes, but hey, I only took a couple at a time. And now... Being an adult without classes is messing with me." She poked at him, picking up the kitten erasers. "Ooo, you need to call her and tell her you got this."

"Or at least send her a text," Priestly agreed. "And you know, just 'cause you're an adult with a degree doesn't mean you have to stop taking classes. You should take something completely weird and random in town. Ease your way out of school life."

"Hunh. Hmm. I could do that." She grinned, brightening a bit. "Another drama class, maybe. Or another phys ed course." She picked up one of the sushi erasers and started laughing. "You can't use these, they're too cute!"

"I'm totally using the army guy until I manage to wear his head down, though," Priestly said. "You could do drama or phys ed," he said. "Or, you know, try something completely and totally new. Take a smelting class."

"Smelting. Make my own jewelry?" Ooooo. "Or, make my own weapons! I could get Barbara to help me design them!"

"Plus, it's totally badass, physical, and dangerous, but in a brand new way."

And it involved fire! Shiny!

"I am so looking into this... I don't have more than twenty-some hours at the gym anyway, plus the contract work." Squeaking by. But she could do this. "And maybe go back to Garden of Eden. Get lessons in the tattooing like I kept wondering about." She grinned and picked up the little army guy. "Meanwhile you get to be Scholar Guy."

"You absolutely need to go back and get lessons. Maybe you could land yourself a gig there, something to help cover costs?"

"It would help." She walked Eraser Soldier over to him, humming. "It's nice to have the family safety net, but..." Well, he'd know how that went.

"Yeah, I know. It can be really nice to know you can make it on your own."

"Exactly. And I should find somewhere to learn Vietnamese, too."

Six or so years and counting until Sin could be found. Somewhere out there, she may have already been born this year.

"Gotta have goals and all." She grinned at him. "Mr. Class of 2017. Or 2016."

"Oh man, I can't even think about it like that. More like class of 'eventually, we hope'."

"Careful, or I'll tell Momoko you're worried. We know what happens then. More presents!"

Re: Package delivery!

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