03rd Landing . video

[landfall]

Really? I still don't have an inmate? Come on.

[ Hey Barge, have Racetrack in a sweatshirt with her hair messily pulled back. Lookin' good messy. Like she spent half an hour in the mirror getting it to look messy-perfect, because she did, and don't judge her, she hasn't had half an hour to spend on her hair in years. ]

Anyway. Attention, people with - well, medium-bad judgment. Especially Mal. Triad - it's a card game, like poker - my place, the stakes are clothes because I don't have any money. First four or five takers are invited. And, because of the stakes, no one underage.

Oh, and Felix Gaeta is not invited.

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[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Elena shrugs.]

You seem a little reluctant to have me in your room.

[landfall]

I'm not.

Didn't I invite you over here?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

You really mean to say it wasn't one of those invitations where you were just hoping I'd say no?

[landfall]

...no?

I just didn't expect you to say yes.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[...Man, how the hell do Damon and Stefan put up with this stuff?]

So you're just a bad hostess then?

[landfall]

I'm giving you alcohol. How does that make me a bad hostess?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Well you could try giving me a little more enthusiastic of an invitation in.

[landfall]

Do you need one?

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Are good manners that difficult for you?

[landfall]

Maybe they're about as hard for me as they are for you.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Elena has just the hint of a smile.]

Hey, I can have perfect manners. I just choose not to.

[landfall]

Well, milady, you can consider yourself to have a standing invitation.

I get bored easily. [ She could use the company. And the conversation. ]

[forgetyourusedtobe]

[Elena smiles wider, offering a mock-curtsy before she steps inside finally. She certainly didn't hold her breath a little bit though. Stepping further inside, she looks around before deciding to sit at the table.]

So what the hell is this place supposed to be anyway?

[landfall]

Racks. A pilot's barracks. I'm thinking of asking him to change it, because frak me is it quiet.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

The number of beds does seem a little... [Elena gives one of those scrutinizing mean girl looks before she smiles. She doesn't imagine Racetrack would have that kind of company in her cabin.] Excessive.

[landfall]

I couldn't decide if I wanted to sleep in a new one every night or just stick with one.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

Why would you...? Nevermind. I don't actually want to know. Even drunk, probably wouldn't want to know either.

[landfall]

Do you need an invitation to drink, too?

Anyway, I thought I might have some variety. Many of the interesting things in my life have happened because, instead of asking why, I asked why not.

[forgetyourusedtobe]

...Wow, you really are boring little person, aren't you?

[Elena's just going to pour for herself.]