Room 239/240

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

It's not even dinner time and Jack is exhausted. Between the field trip and the thing with Beka and everything else this weekend Jack has been running on empty for the past few days. He fell asleep in the bathroom Sunday night waiting for a shower and didn't sleep at all last night. He's hungry and exhuasted and all he wants to do is climb into his bed, pull up the covers and take a nice long nap.

Jack stumbles to the door to his room and fumbles a moment for the lock before he gets the door open and see's the mess inside.

"For cryin' out loud!"

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[can_be_more]

I know. No matter how much I try to clean, it's still bad.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

What happened here?

[can_be_more]

From what I'm gathering, Janet happened. She's beating up my boyfriend and stealing my clothes, too. I'm not quite sure how that all goes together.

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

*knocks on the door*

[can_be_more]

Come to clean?

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

*Looks around the room, and shakes her head*

"No, I just came to see Jack," she answers not getting the joke.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Huh? Oh, clean. Somehow I don't think anyone's just gonna volunteer to clean it up.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

*Calls from inside* Who is it?

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

"It's Anya, Jack," she answers loudly.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet unlocks the door of the room, thinking it's empty, and walks in, Charlie following very close behind her.

After Anya has left

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Hey Doc, loved the redecorating. And Kawalsky? I want me sheets back dammit."


[OOC: Just for ease.]

[can_be_more]

(OOC: Should I be here? Can I be here?)

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

*Hears a loud scream from next door* Is everybody here on their period or something!


[OOC: Ow. That made my head hurt. Damn.]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam walked down the hall towards Janet's room. She was worried about her friend and hadn't seen her since Saturday. As she got closer, the prickles on the back of her neck and a slight difference in the blood flow in her veins told her that she wasn't wrong in her suspicions.

Damn it all to hell and back again. She'd never wished for a zat so much in her entire life.

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: New thread. Bless you.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Here we are (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/150985.html?thread=4708297#t4708297).]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Carter doesn't budge an inch from the doorway. She carefully studies Janet's movements and demeanor. "Bunnies, huh? Yeah, I can see how they would eventually tip someone over the edge of reason."

She also tries to telepathically tell Jack what's going on. She notes Aeryn's nod towards the weapons locker and lets out a little sigh of relief. At least they're not completely without resources.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Jack's no telepath but he knows something's not right. He has a bad feeling he knows what it is but hopes he's wrong.

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: Okay, it's 12:30 and I have to work in the morning. Continue tomorrow? On a new thread? Jack, if need be, can we NPC you getting knocked out or something for the times you're not around?

OOC to save my brackets...

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Got it. Want me to go poke and pull the other's over here?

OOC to save my brackets...

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Nevermind.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

OOC: *yawn* Sounds like a plan. This Eastern Time Zone business sucks toast.

[can_be_more]

OOC: I'll be here tomorrow.