Best-Laid Plans

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

John Crichton lay, snoringly unconscious on Liz Weir's bed in the now-joint room of #239/240.

Sam Carter regarded him with a grimace. This presented a problem. Jack had arranged for a party to happen in the newly-unified rooms, and John Crichton's drugged presence was not a good sign.

She was going to have to move him. And fast.

"What did Sergeant Mastoten say about the best-laid plans never surviving the first engagement with the enemy?" Sam muttered to herself.

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[harried-potter.livejournal.com]

Harry was not impressed to find the girl standing outside his door with an polite smile and a gun.

"Uh, hello? Are you looking for Archie--?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam figured she'd skip the niceties. Time was of the essence.

"Actually, I'm not. Hi, Sam Carter. I need help. You've got an Invisibility Cloak, don't you? I need to borrow it."

[swerval_zero]

(OOC: Team One's lockpick, reporting for duty.)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*gurgles sleepily*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*supportive gurgle from the other side of fandomhigh*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*drools on Elizabeth's pillows*

*sneezes on Elizabeth's pillows*

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Oh, jeeze.

*thinks that Liz is not going to be happy*

*wraps Crichton up in the Invisibility Cloak and hauls him over her shoulder in a fireman's carry*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*makes note to get entirely new bed covers*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*wishes he could help*

[swerval_zero]

*Dashes out of 220 down the hall to 236, where she kneels, removes a small black case from her pocket and unzips it. Removes two small objects, inserts them in the lock, and wiggles them for a moment.*

Damn.

*Replaces one of them, gets another and tries again. It takes a few minutes, but finally, click. She opens the door a few inches, removes a strip of tape from her wrist, and tapes the bolt. Puts lockpicking kit back in pocket and hurries down the hall to 240.*

Right, we can stash him in Parker's room now, come on. I'd really rather not leave it standing open any longer than I have to.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe arrives and slips into Parker's room and starts going through her bag of stuff.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica enters Parker's room with a digital camera in her hand and her regular camera with the telephoto lens strapped around her neck. She's also wearing a fanny pack with extra rolls of film.

"Let me know when to start snapping."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Anytime!

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

::sees Parkers door, looks carefully to make sure no one's around, and knocks carefully::

Um... hello? Is this where the secret revenge is happening? Cause... I want to help.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*opens door and hauls Cally in*

Cally! Good, you're here!

[can_be_more]

(OOC: *curses clock* Will be back later to play. *headdesk*)

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

[swerval_zero]

(OOC: Er, are we getting him out of Parker's room before we wake him up, or how are we explaining his presence there?)

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*comes over to the bed and stares at Vala's handiwork*

Wow. Impressive patterns.

*grins*

Okay, I think that'll do. Phoebe and I have the gig set up, let's get out of here before he wakes up!

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Aw.... *pouts* O.K.

Zero, let him go. Cally, ditch the cuffs...

*cleans him up and replaces stuff in bathroom*

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]