Not quite a coronary but close

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee races home from class to check on all the tv programs he tivo’d while he was away to Caprica City to visit his dad…and he discovers that Room 216 has not only been ransacked but it has an odd and terrible cocktail of odors with the zombie arm hanging on the door and a mildewed rotting sail canvas lying on the floor.

As he is a strapping young man, Lee William Adama does not have a coronary (otherwise House might take interest) but he does shut the door tightly, lock it, unlock it, open it again and now that he’s sure he’s not hallucinating, he tentatively looks in to make sure it’s thoroughly ransacked and therefore nothing is left in there to save.

When this is all apparent, he closes the door again and writes “TOXIC AREA” on the door in big scrawling letters and goes to look for the dorm mother – or whoever is in charge of the dorms.

He’s more numb than furious, more shocked than tearful. It’s quite a terrible homecoming and all he can think about is that someone, right now is probably laughing at him.

Perhaps Veronica would know what to do but she left a voice mail message that she’d be out of town this week.

In the meantime, Lee is in dire need of a place to at least sit down and try to figure out now what to do that all his stuff has been stolen and his room is now uninhabitable.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John sticks his head out of his dorm room and notices a dejected Lee.

"Lee, buddy. Just get back?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*sticks head out from behind Crichton* I thought he wasn't coming back?

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Guess he missed school. *shrugs*

Lee! Wanna come in here, catch up for a bit?

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

John! Lee beams. I missed you!

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Lee!

*John smiles broadly and winks*

Missed you too, buddy.

{OOC: Lee is so happy and John is going to feel like such crap now!}

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

I got you some things too. They're in my car but I'm sure you'll like it. Mom even helped me pick it out. She can't wait to meet you!

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka's headed for 239/40 to find Aeryn or O'Neill when she sees Crichton and Lee.

"Hey, yo. What's up? How was the trip?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

It was great! I loved being back home. Got you a few things too! *smiles*

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Awww. I missed you! Any luck on the lingerie? I'm glad you had fun. *smiles*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

I missed you too! I'd offer you some tea in my room but... like I said...it's all gone and no one should enter that room except the cleaning crew (hopefully they'll just burn the room or something) Zak knew just where to go. Um...so yeah.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*hugs him* I'm sure it'll get straightened out. What a thing to come home to! Oh good! One less thing to buy today. *blush*

[janet_fraiser]

Janet's on her way out of her room to go to class when she smells something atrocious. "Ugh, I smell zombie," she mutters.

She spots Lee, John, and Beka down the hall. "Hey, guys. Something up?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John smiles and gestures her over. "We're just welcoming Lee back. He looks kind of upset so we're trying to see what's the what."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka takes a closer look at Lee, then nods to Crichton. "He does look upset."

"Lee, what's wrong?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

All my stuff is gone and my room is ... well, a toxic area or something. Smells like a latrine where someone died.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet leans in closer to the door and sniffs, then her nose wrinkles up. "Ew," she says. "That's really vile." She turns to Beka and John. "Smells kind of like zombie, don't you think?"

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Ewww. *makes face* That's awful. Is someone coming to clean it up? Do you want me to call one of the magic people to like wave a wand or do a spell or something?

[janet_fraiser]

Janet glances at Lee, who is looking dejected, then up at his door, which reads 'TOXIC AREA.' "What's going on, Lee?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

sad rage! (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/112130.html?thread=3401730#t3401730)

[can_be_more]

*passes by, noticing the TOXIC AREA written on the door*

*sighs*

What did they do now?

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

I hate your boyfriend now.

[can_be_more]

I should have known. How bad is the damage?

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Well, all my stuff is gone and my room is inhabitable.

[can_be_more]

*closes eyes*
*sighs again*

Do you need help in cleaning it up?

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

...uninhabitable, I mean