http://carter-i-am.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2005-09-17 10:25 am
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Best-Laid Plans

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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[identity profile] sogothcally.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
::does a little theatrical bow, smiling::

Now... we're supposed to get out of here?

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
I think that's the plan!

Anyone for a drink or two up in my room? #407, watch out for the guy in #406.

[identity profile] sogothcally.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
We need, like, theme music or something, after all this...

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Mission Really Way Too Damned Easy? ;-)

[identity profile] sogothcally.livejournal.com 2005-09-17 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
::snickers::

Off to drink madly celebrate?
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