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[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[so much for cunning plans; since no one's picking up any flyers next to the crude "DRESSING ROOM DISCIPLINARY COMMITTEE" sign, Seifer's kicked back with something loud and obnoxious in the headphones over his ears.]

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[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[the only thing that bothers him about the loud music is that he's pretty certain the guy listening to it is going to blow out his eardrums.]

Excuse me?

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[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[naturally, he's regretting opening an eye as soon as he does.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Hey, get lost.

[doesn't need to hear to know what's going on.]

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

[wow, apparently he's good at finding assholes.]

Jeez, I was just gonna say you're going to kill your ears doing that.

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[at least he's pried a headphone far away enough to catch the gist of it.]

And I care why?

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

If you don't care that you're making yourself deaf, there's something wrong with you.

[a little dryly, crossing his arms.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Says you. I'm not the one checkin' up on complete strangers.

[heart-prince.livejournal.com]

Well excuse me for showing some concern.

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Fine, you're excused.

[remainsofmemory.livejournal.com]

(raises an eyebrow)

'Dressing Room Disciplinary Committee'?

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[not listening-- browsing through his playlist is higher on the agenda.]

[remainsofmemory.livejournal.com]

(she shrugs, and picks up a flyer. hey, might as well figure out what this is about)

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[it's about as shoddy as the sign. when you don't have certain helpers around, that's just how it turns out.]

[remainsofmemory.livejournal.com]

(wasn't really expecting much, so that doesn't surprise her)

So...what exactly are you trying to do?

(said a bit louder, in case he didn't hear her)

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[wait, a not-so-annoying girl? he'd better pay attention, then.]

Can't you read?

[remainsofmemory.livejournal.com]

(frowns a bit at that)

Yeah, I can. I was just wondering exactly what you were planning to do. See if I could help in any way.

(shrugs)

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Like you'd actually want to join.

[who wants to be in a committee of two whole people, anyway?]

[revokes.livejournal.com]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Man, I thought those were gonna go untouched all day.

[idle commentary.]

[revokes.livejournal.com]

Doesn't surprise me.

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

I'm not here for an analysis, so buzz off.

[revokes.livejournal.com]

Thought you were recruiting.

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Doesn't mean I have to put up with the peanut gallery, you know.

[revokes.livejournal.com]

Well, sure. With talk like that, you've probably got already them lining up around the block, right?

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

... not exactly.

[it's enough on the level that Seifer can admit that. for once.]