Room 228, Wednesday night
Mar. 8th, 2006 09:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fh_jackassLogan returned to his room after the disasterous night in the common room, planning to get a shower and change out of his bloody clothes.
So the spell to gain superpowers hadn't worked. In fact, it had backfired completely. Pretty much everyone except him had gained powers of some sort.
At least his birthday had been decent. Got to stake a vampire during class, and that didn't happen every day. And Angel'd provided a distraction (and a present) while Veronica set up a surprise dinner.
The party the next night had been fun, too, even if he'd had to share it with Jake. Angel passing out after had been less nice.
He hadn't intended to fight with Bel at the clinic, nor to fall asleep next to Angel's bed and not wake up until the next morning. He was still worried about the vampire, but it didn't seem like there was much he could do. He wasn't a Chosen One and didn't have any magical or scientific knowledge.
For now, all he wanted to do was to get some sleep. He reached his room and frowned when the key wouldn't go into the lock. Then he peered down at the doorknob and noticed there was no longer a keyhole. He stared at it.
"Oh, fuck," he muttered.
[ooc: Open for mocking or clothes-loaning.]
So the spell to gain superpowers hadn't worked. In fact, it had backfired completely. Pretty much everyone except him had gained powers of some sort.
At least his birthday had been decent. Got to stake a vampire during class, and that didn't happen every day. And Angel'd provided a distraction (and a present) while Veronica set up a surprise dinner.
The party the next night had been fun, too, even if he'd had to share it with Jake. Angel passing out after had been less nice.
He hadn't intended to fight with Bel at the clinic, nor to fall asleep next to Angel's bed and not wake up until the next morning. He was still worried about the vampire, but it didn't seem like there was much he could do. He wasn't a Chosen One and didn't have any magical or scientific knowledge.
For now, all he wanted to do was to get some sleep. He reached his room and frowned when the key wouldn't go into the lock. Then he peered down at the doorknob and noticed there was no longer a keyhole. He stared at it.
"Oh, fuck," he muttered.
[ooc: Open for mocking or clothes-loaning.]
