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♪ Zoot Suit Rain, Tootiest Daddy Around~ ♪

[The music sounds painfully 90's... but to Cissie's ear? It reminds her of St. Elias, her old school, and a certain Spring Dance. Sure enough, the moment she opens her eyes and pinches herself, there's her old gaggle of giggling schoolgirls and a school counselor she hadn't seen in forever. Cissie bites her lip and awkwardly stands near the gymnasium door. Amongst the balloons, the dancing schoolkids, and the loud banner proclaiming the arrival of the "Nose Picking Daddies", Cissie doesn't really stand out.

Considering the circumstances, part of her really doesn't want to.] ... This can't be happening.

[ooc | Backdated to last Monday! Sorry I took so long. ♥;]

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[royalthorn.livejournal.com]

[] What the-?! Tossed into places I don't belong... whatever keeps doing this is so rude, I need to have a word.

And what is that horrible music?!

/forever late

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Hey, it was popular in my time. [Cissie can't help wandering to her and offering her some non-spiked punch.] .... I guess you're from Garden too, huh?

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

[Bart blinks. He's at...that dance at Cissie's school? From how long ago? This is totally weird. Again. His eyes quickly scan the crowd of dancing teenagers (among who he sees Kon and Cassie, which makes his stomach do this sorta twisty thing) before he spots Cissie. He's not sure if this is Time Traveling Cissie or Past Cissie, but he's going to find out. Once he's made his way over to her, Bart speaks.]

Man, I really hate time travel.

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[So he's experienced this before too? Cissie can't help hugging him out of complete and sheer relief.]

Oh thank god it's not just me. [sheepishly smiles, letting go] ... But yeah, me too.

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

[Even if it is unexpected, Bart is never one to waste a hug. Before she lets go, Bart returns it enthusiastically.]

Why would we end up at your school dance? There aren't even any aliens or monsters here!

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

Beats me. [makes a face in Kon and Cassie's direction - dear god, the dancing was worse than she remembered] Garden must have a pretty sick sense of humor.

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

[He follows her look and sees Kon and Cassie again, and--] Hey, if we're in the past, do you think IcouldgoseeMax? Or is it like that time we were stuck in the past and wecouldn'tchangeanything or everythingelsewouldbemessedup but I don't remember what I did at this dance!

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[well, she hadn't thought about that before.] I don't see why not. It's not like we actually did anything---[though she does look guilty the moment she sees her shrink again.]--so go for it.

I think I need to talk to her anyways.

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

Okay! Bye, Cissie, seeyouinanhour! [He does spare a glance at the woman Cissie mentions before he takes off, but it's too fast for Cissie to be able to catch. Then he's gone, off to Alabama to see Max.]

[alwaysanarcher.livejournal.com]

[she tries to wave good-bye, but Ciss had a feeling that Bart probably missed it anyways. Laughing, she shakes her head and heads towards Marcey and the punch bowl for the inevitable conversation. Should she... should she try to change the past? Just to keep her alive?

Funny how time works. Cissie shivers, sipping some punch as she delays the inevitable. She doesn't want to... not now... but here Doc comes.]