Tuesday Evening, Room 407 (After Flight Club) [NFB]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam had spread the contents of her toolbox out on top of a towel on her bed and was cleaning the tools and reorganizing the box as she put things away. She intended to do a good job as shop TA, and even though it looked like it wouldn't be a conventional shop class, she wanted to be prepared.

Plus, this way the tools would be ready on Thursday when she wanted to work on the Harley. And...yeah, she should probably ask Mac if it was okay to keep it in the shop over the winter, or she was going to have to invest in some fingerless gloves.

Talking with Janet and Elizabeth this afternoon had definitely helped--she was no longer nearly as hysterical or hopeless about the future John Connor had foretold. She had her friends, and her brain still worked. Somehow, she'd make sure it didn't happen here. Now she had an idea of what to look for, as well.

Also, with her friends' support, she didn't feel nearly as much like a circus show attraction as she had when John had stood there, laughing at her. But maybe that was just her bruised ego healing.

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I could wait until you were better," Sam said, dryly.

"Whatever makes you comfortable, I guess. Just remember, when you're aching tonight, that I did offer somewhere more comfortable than the floor. I'd even give you a hand up if you wanted."

"Daniel. Asked you. For romantic advice?" Sam began laughing so hard that she tipped over and almost fell off the bed. "Had he been drinking again? When did you and Daniel start biting each other? I knew there was more to it than rumors!"

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

"That would work too."

"I might take you up on that in a few minute but right now I've found just the right spot to not-lose feeling anywhere."

Jack waits for Carter to stop laughing. It takes a while.

"Shut up. He said I couldn't bite him in class the big meanie!"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah."

"Well, you let me know, then."

Sam's laughter eventually tapered off to giggles. "So, Casanova, what did you tell our poor, lovelorn archeologist? Aw...poor Jack...didn't anyone ever tell you about delayed gratification?"

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

"Keep up with the apologizing, stop with the flowers, don't be stupid, don't get discouraged... stuff like that. That's where you get the cookie after you finish your work, right?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Actually...that's not too bad, especially considering what you could have come up with. I approve. Er, not that you need my approval, or that I'm the queen of romance or anything like that..." She stopped babbling, suddenly flustered.

"No, that's bribery. Or positive reinforcement. Delayed gratification is where you could have something good right away, but because you wait a while, it actually ends up being better."

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

"See. I can do the helping crap too."

"Oh. I was close, it involved not doing something right away."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Jack, you save the world regularly. I think that counts as 'helping crap.' And who said you couldn't help?"

"Yes, you were. But..y'know, never mind. It's not important."

"So, how'd Daniel take the advice? Is he going to ignore it?"

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

"I meant with people. And dating things."

"No, I think he's actually gonna listen. He was... bad off. He really lkes her."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Well, I guess you could be good at dating things not that I would know. Speaking of which...still have your liver?"

"I hope so. Janet's in love with him, when he's not being a dickhead. Actually, even then, but she's less happy about it. He really hurt her--I hope they make it, though."

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

"Not so good about the dating, but apparently good at the advising. Still have it for now, mainly due to massive avoidance."

"They'll make it, he's stupid but he's always been that way around women. I think it's a chemical imbalance or something."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Huh. Yeah, I can actually sympathize about that. With Janet, advising also tends to involve a lot of chocolate and alcohol, which is why I've gone back to running in the mornings. Maybe once she and Daniel get back together, I can sleep in occasionally. If Cameron doesn't decide to throw cold water on me or something. Avoidance. Huh. I guess that'll work. But aren't you in classes together?

"Well, if you're sure, I'm sure. And I didn't realize stupid dating choices were chemically related--I'll have to have Janet check that for me."

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

"It's a lot easier to tell someone else what to do than to do it yourself. You'd be amazed at my stealth-skills."

"It ssems to be the only excuse. There's no other way he can consistantly spazz out that badly around anyone with even the slightest bit of interest in him."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I guess. Doesn't sit well, though. The Air Force will be so pleased to hear you're keeping your Black Ops training sharp."

She shrugged. "He could be a spaz. Some people just aren't smooth...when it comes to dating. Like me. I'm a black widow complete mess at that kind of thing, as you may have noticed. But Janet still comes to me because...actually, I have no idea why Janet comes to me for romantic advice, come to think of it. Besides, Janet's got more than a slight interest in Daniel, I'd say."

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

"Almost as much training here as I got in the feild."

"There's spaz and then there's Daniel. He once got hit on while we were out shopping and you know his response? He froze and then asked where the artichoke hearts were."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam laughed. "But isn't Daniel allergic to artichokes in all their forms?"

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

"Badly. His throat swells up and he stops breathing. A fact which he only remembered after eating nearly half a jar."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Oh my god! How have I never heard about this before??? He's lucky he didn't die!"



[ooc: One of these days, we have to tell Daniel's new mun about all these strange memories and attributes that we've given to the poor guy. Although the python story will always remain one of my favorites...]

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

"Because I made him make a list of all his allergies so I would know the next time he did something like that. It was a long list."



[Hehe, we really do need to don't we? In fact, I'll go make a post for random bits in Jack's joural. Much easier.]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I imagine it was, sure." She yawned. "Excuse me."


[Yeah, we probably should--so if it comes up again, she's not completely lost. By the way, the map of 239/240 with accompanying list of stuff? *Brilliant* It really helps me to visualize.]

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

"Excused. If you're getting tired I can leave, I don't wanna keep you up."

[*Massive Geek* I figured that it might help everyone else if we all had the same visuals to work with.]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"No, that's okay, really. I've been spending a lot of time alone or fighting with John lately, and I'm not sure it's good for me."


[ooc: *massive geek salute!* You were right. Like this story depository. Although it would have been nice if Sam had at least made the list...*hint**hint*]

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

"Okay, just let me know if you want me to go, don't wanna overstay my welcome."


[*So dumb* I tried to go alplabetical and when I remebered we had a Jonas now I figured, screw it. Knew I was forgetting someone.]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I'll let you know. But don't feel like you have to stay just to keep me company, either."


ooc: It's okay. Sam just felt a little left out. And now I have something to do tomorrow--going through old posts and voicemail conversations to find the stories. Because I'm not at all anal. *rolls eyes*

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

"Don't worry, it's not a pity stay. You should know by now I don't do those."



[*Was so not about to do the same thing. Not at all*]

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Okay, then." Sam smiled at him.




[Feel free to split the posts. There's a *lot* to go through.]