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thedemonmagnetClark and Xander waste time playing pool in the rec room and talking about life on the island and at home [log with continuation in thread]
Clark Kent was doing pretty well, considering. He'd made a few friends, seen a few familiar faces, and everything was slowly starting to settle his nerves. Did that mean he wanted to stay? No. He needed to go home. But...there were worse places, he could be. Slipping into the rec room, Clark had a seat and looked at all of the options. The rough part of being "new" was that...you were new, and people had a tendency to ignore the new kid. It's like the first day of school all over again, but Clark was just there to check things out. So, it wasn't too awful.
It wasn't that Xander was ignoring Clark, it was more he was just oblivious to whoever was in the room as he walked in whistling softly. He headed over to the bookshelf to see what it had to offer today. It seemed to stay on it's theme of Demon books (in demon languages even), Teen Titan comic books and the Narnia series that it normally had when he walked in. Shaking his head, he turned around and then spotted Clark sitting there. He grinned brightly as he walked over. "Clark ole' buddy! How ya doing?"
Clark had vaguely noticed Xander. Not that Xander wasn't noticeable, mind you, but he was just busy trying to figure out what he wanted to do. The rec room had OPTIONS. "Hey," he said, standing up and grinned slightly. At least he wasn't alone, anymore, right? "I'm okay." Beats being dead.
"Settling in okay?" It was a standard question given the situation, because god knows the island took alot of getting used too. Even Xander still found things that were unsettling, even for someone Sunnydale born and bred. Then he raised a playful eyebrow. "Should I be worried about you just sitting blankly in the rec room?"
"No, I was just checking things out. The rec room is surprisingly nice." With lots of things to do. "Usually, when you end up on an island that's 'deserted'," in a sense, "you don't think rec rooms or a compound."
Xander just laughed. "Because there's nothing usual about this place, believe me. It's been pretty tame since you arrived, what with just changing scenery and all." Then he looked around the rec room himself, glad the jukebox was being blissfully silent, when his eyes set on the pool table. He hadn't played pool since the unfortunate incident with Brian and Anya and he didn't think he had to worry about unwanted kissage from Clark. "Hey, want a game of pool?"
"Sure," he replied. "I haven't played in a while." He followed Xander's lead as he thought about his time here. "I kind of don't know what to expect anymore." He's not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
"That's a good mindset to stay in." The grin on Xander's face as he said this wasn't reassuring, no doubt. "And me either. So we should be evenly matched." He started racking up the balls.
"Do you guys play a lot of games," he asked, innocently. He couldn't remember the last time he just played...games. For fun. Football not withstanding, of course.
Xander shrugged slightly. "Well, what do you mean by games? Bart and I play video games occasionally, but other then that, not really. We just kinda hang out." After the balls were racked and the triangle put away and he moved to get a cue. "There's a basket ball hoop outside but I don't know who has the ball if that's your thing and oh! We go swimming alot." He just rattled off things as he thought about them.
"I dunno," he said, but glanced at the pool table. "This place feels like there'd be mean games of Monopoly going on." Though, to be fair, Clark sucked at Monopoly.
"It would help if we had a game of Monopoly to play. I think we have the money in the games closet but that's it. Of course, you could always make your own I guess. Hey that could be fun!" It was sad when he got excited about the thought of making a monopoly board. "Wanna break?" Xander moved to lean against the wall to watch.
Clark nodded as he took the stock and sized up his options. "I don't think I have the monopoly board," he began, sizing up his aim, "memorized enough," he shot and....nothing. Damn. "To make a whole new board," he replied. He chuckled. "But if you did, you could make an Island Monopoly game."
: Moving around the table, Xander clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't worry my friend, I'm not that good either. Good thing we're not playing for anything right?" He gave Clark a playful look as he moved to set up in his own shot. "Yeah, alls I remember of the game is 'Go to Jail. Go Directly to Jail. Do Not Pass Go. Do Not Collect Two Hundred Dollars.'" He took his shot, sinking a stripe. "I was never very good at either. When your best friend can whoop you in 20 minutes, it doesn't get very fun anymore."
"I think the last time I played pool there was alcohol and an illegal marriage," he replied. And no power on this earth would make him say more.
Xander blinked. "Wow...that worse them my accidental kissage and then an ex thinking I was gay." And Xander didn't pry. No power on this earth meant something to him too.
"Oh, so you're not gay," Clark replied. "Not that I thought you were, but someone told me that there was something in the water...?" She had a bird at the time.
"Yea, I've heard about that too. I was afraid there for myself for a while. But no, I have a very nice girlfriend thanks." Xander considered himself lucky to have found Jill because he was afraid that he'd succumb to the water. He didn't have the best kind of luck with women afterall.
"That's nice," Clark replied. "That you found someone." Hell, Clark had issues keeping Lana and not having girls get murdered. Kind of put a damper on his dating life.
Xander was used to the opposite. Girls trying to murder him. Jill was quite the refreshing change. Still, he couldn't help a silly smile coming to his face as he sank another stripe then missed. "It really really is. She's...she's amazing."
Well, then. It couldn't be all that bad, now could it? If Xander could smile like that then...maybe there was some hope. Who knew? Clark leaned against the pool table, pondering his next move. "My girl's still there," he said, distractedly. He hadn't actually meant to say that.
"Oh really?" Xander raised a playful eyebrow in a gossiping tone that had taken years of Willow's friendship to develop. Was it his fault his best friends were girls? "What's she like?" This was Clark Kent afterall, he wondered if this was Lois he was taking about or what.
"Sweet," Clark said. "Smallville's princess." He smiled softly. "She hates that, though. She doesn't want to be a princess."
"And here I thought all girls wanted to be princesses." Xander said teasingly, remembering playing that game often with Willow. Then he playfully elbowed Clark. "You really like her huh?" He teased lightly
[cont below]
Clark Kent was doing pretty well, considering. He'd made a few friends, seen a few familiar faces, and everything was slowly starting to settle his nerves. Did that mean he wanted to stay? No. He needed to go home. But...there were worse places, he could be. Slipping into the rec room, Clark had a seat and looked at all of the options. The rough part of being "new" was that...you were new, and people had a tendency to ignore the new kid. It's like the first day of school all over again, but Clark was just there to check things out. So, it wasn't too awful.
It wasn't that Xander was ignoring Clark, it was more he was just oblivious to whoever was in the room as he walked in whistling softly. He headed over to the bookshelf to see what it had to offer today. It seemed to stay on it's theme of Demon books (in demon languages even), Teen Titan comic books and the Narnia series that it normally had when he walked in. Shaking his head, he turned around and then spotted Clark sitting there. He grinned brightly as he walked over. "Clark ole' buddy! How ya doing?"
Clark had vaguely noticed Xander. Not that Xander wasn't noticeable, mind you, but he was just busy trying to figure out what he wanted to do. The rec room had OPTIONS. "Hey," he said, standing up and grinned slightly. At least he wasn't alone, anymore, right? "I'm okay." Beats being dead.
"Settling in okay?" It was a standard question given the situation, because god knows the island took alot of getting used too. Even Xander still found things that were unsettling, even for someone Sunnydale born and bred. Then he raised a playful eyebrow. "Should I be worried about you just sitting blankly in the rec room?"
"No, I was just checking things out. The rec room is surprisingly nice." With lots of things to do. "Usually, when you end up on an island that's 'deserted'," in a sense, "you don't think rec rooms or a compound."
Xander just laughed. "Because there's nothing usual about this place, believe me. It's been pretty tame since you arrived, what with just changing scenery and all." Then he looked around the rec room himself, glad the jukebox was being blissfully silent, when his eyes set on the pool table. He hadn't played pool since the unfortunate incident with Brian and Anya and he didn't think he had to worry about unwanted kissage from Clark. "Hey, want a game of pool?"
"Sure," he replied. "I haven't played in a while." He followed Xander's lead as he thought about his time here. "I kind of don't know what to expect anymore." He's not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.
"That's a good mindset to stay in." The grin on Xander's face as he said this wasn't reassuring, no doubt. "And me either. So we should be evenly matched." He started racking up the balls.
"Do you guys play a lot of games," he asked, innocently. He couldn't remember the last time he just played...games. For fun. Football not withstanding, of course.
Xander shrugged slightly. "Well, what do you mean by games? Bart and I play video games occasionally, but other then that, not really. We just kinda hang out." After the balls were racked and the triangle put away and he moved to get a cue. "There's a basket ball hoop outside but I don't know who has the ball if that's your thing and oh! We go swimming alot." He just rattled off things as he thought about them.
"I dunno," he said, but glanced at the pool table. "This place feels like there'd be mean games of Monopoly going on." Though, to be fair, Clark sucked at Monopoly.
"It would help if we had a game of Monopoly to play. I think we have the money in the games closet but that's it. Of course, you could always make your own I guess. Hey that could be fun!" It was sad when he got excited about the thought of making a monopoly board. "Wanna break?" Xander moved to lean against the wall to watch.
Clark nodded as he took the stock and sized up his options. "I don't think I have the monopoly board," he began, sizing up his aim, "memorized enough," he shot and....nothing. Damn. "To make a whole new board," he replied. He chuckled. "But if you did, you could make an Island Monopoly game."
: Moving around the table, Xander clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't worry my friend, I'm not that good either. Good thing we're not playing for anything right?" He gave Clark a playful look as he moved to set up in his own shot. "Yeah, alls I remember of the game is 'Go to Jail. Go Directly to Jail. Do Not Pass Go. Do Not Collect Two Hundred Dollars.'" He took his shot, sinking a stripe. "I was never very good at either. When your best friend can whoop you in 20 minutes, it doesn't get very fun anymore."
"I think the last time I played pool there was alcohol and an illegal marriage," he replied. And no power on this earth would make him say more.
Xander blinked. "Wow...that worse them my accidental kissage and then an ex thinking I was gay." And Xander didn't pry. No power on this earth meant something to him too.
"Oh, so you're not gay," Clark replied. "Not that I thought you were, but someone told me that there was something in the water...?" She had a bird at the time.
"Yea, I've heard about that too. I was afraid there for myself for a while. But no, I have a very nice girlfriend thanks." Xander considered himself lucky to have found Jill because he was afraid that he'd succumb to the water. He didn't have the best kind of luck with women afterall.
"That's nice," Clark replied. "That you found someone." Hell, Clark had issues keeping Lana and not having girls get murdered. Kind of put a damper on his dating life.
Xander was used to the opposite. Girls trying to murder him. Jill was quite the refreshing change. Still, he couldn't help a silly smile coming to his face as he sank another stripe then missed. "It really really is. She's...she's amazing."
Well, then. It couldn't be all that bad, now could it? If Xander could smile like that then...maybe there was some hope. Who knew? Clark leaned against the pool table, pondering his next move. "My girl's still there," he said, distractedly. He hadn't actually meant to say that.
"Oh really?" Xander raised a playful eyebrow in a gossiping tone that had taken years of Willow's friendship to develop. Was it his fault his best friends were girls? "What's she like?" This was Clark Kent afterall, he wondered if this was Lois he was taking about or what.
"Sweet," Clark said. "Smallville's princess." He smiled softly. "She hates that, though. She doesn't want to be a princess."
"And here I thought all girls wanted to be princesses." Xander said teasingly, remembering playing that game often with Willow. Then he playfully elbowed Clark. "You really like her huh?" He teased lightly
[cont below]
