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fandomhighdorms2005-10-29 11:52 am
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JA Bake Sale
Anakin sat behind a table groaning under the weight of totally innocent--really, would the JA steer you wrong?--baked goods.
Hanging from the table was a sign:
JA BAKE SALE: ALL PROCEEDS GOING TO SOME SORT OF CHARITY AS FAR AS YOU KNOW
Donations from JA members:
Chocolate chip walnut cookies made by Faith
Brownies made by Draco (and Lily)
Tatooine sand cookies made by Anakin (no actually sand included)
Chocolate chip cookies made by Lindsey
Rice Krispie treats made by Jonathan
Donations from non-JA members:
Snickerdoodles made by Veronica Mars, Piper, Shep and Lisa Cuddy
[OOC: I've grabbed the baked goods from various JA emails. Please let me know if you've changed what you've brought, brought something I haven't mentioned, or similiar. Thanks!]
Hanging from the table was a sign:
Donations from JA members:
Chocolate chip walnut cookies made by Faith
Brownies made by Draco (and Lily)
Tatooine sand cookies made by Anakin (no actually sand included)
Chocolate chip cookies made by Lindsey
Rice Krispie treats made by Jonathan
Donations from non-JA members:
Snickerdoodles made by Veronica Mars, Piper, Shep and Lisa Cuddy
[OOC: I've grabbed the baked goods from various JA emails. Please let me know if you've changed what you've brought, brought something I haven't mentioned, or similiar. Thanks!]
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Hey, Angelus said for us not eat those things this morning. Is it safe?Beka conscientiously slid some money in the till before taking one of Veronica's snickerdoodles, before leaning back against the table behind her where she could keep an eye on sales."In a time long ago, or a time yet to come - I can never remember which - there was a sentient warship named the Lexa Rising. She was captained by the bravest, bestest, smartest, truly Herculean hero, who by the way had an adorably dimpled chin, named I Am Not Kirk..."
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After my last experience, you thinking I'm tempting fate twice? I picked a good one.Anakin closed his eyes and let Beka's voice wash over him. It had been a very, very long day.Re: Marty Freaks Out!
Good, because if you Sith out on me, I don't have any weapons handy and I haven't seen Bel all day.Beka smiled, happy to be helping a friend, especially one who seemed to be having as much angst as Anakin."Captain Not Kirk had a very small crew for his very large ship. His first officer was a," she cleared her throat, "stunningly sexy and capable blonde named Lisa Sweetheart, his weapons officer was, stupidly enough, a treacherous but darkly compelling superman named King Mysterious out of
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If I Sith out, Obi-Wan'll kill me himself, lightsaber or no. Think I'll wait a few years for that, thanks.Anakin smiled, his eyes still closed, as he listened to the tale,
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Right. Good thing you're being careful then. Wouldn't want you to die without having children or anything."The intrepid crew of the Lexa got called into a horribly dangerous situation to aid a small group of freedom fighters against an oppressive government.
Oh noes!Because he had such a small crew and was so very brave, Captain Not Kirk sent almost his whole team to the surface of the planet, leaving the Lexa with Irish."At first, everything went smashingly. Lisa met a guy, the way she always did. King glowered, the way he always did. And Not Kirk stood around issuing orders the way he always did. But then, Hypno got bored with nicely tending the occasional wound, and decided to go wandering.
"Unfortunately, her wandering drew the attention of the Oppressors. Hypno ran and dodged, and twisted and somersaulted and miraculously avoided getting hit by any enemy fire. Until, alas, she reached the Freedomfighter's Stronghold.
"Just as she tumbled through the open doorway, and though King and Not-Kirk provided splendid covering fire that kept the Oppressors at bay, Hypno took a single pulse blast. Right at the base of her tail. The tail was severed cleanly, but Hypno could still feel it like a phantom limb. She P&Med about it for a long damned time..."
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entirely self-indulgent silly canon-metastory."Eventually the battle against the Oppressors was won by some
deus ex machinaquick thinking from Irish and the Lexa, and the crew returned to the ship. Aftera commercial breakseveral boring days in space with nothing to listen to but Hypno's P&Ming, King got irritable."He fetched Hypno's tail from cryo-storage and approached her, offering to sew it back on. She demurred, wide-eyed, realizing that she'd come to accept the loss of her tail. But just to be sure, King and the entire crew made a game of it. They chased her all around the ship, shouting silly things like "Marco" and "Polo" which had no real meaning, and also "Tag" and "You're It". Whomever had the tail had to try to tack it on to Hypno. Finally the Lexa managed to tackle Hypno - by virtue of being able to be at least three people at once - and stick her tail to her butt with
duct tapehigh-tensile strength blue goo."It wore off after a few days, and whenever they were bored, the crew fetched the withered tail and Hypno started out as 'it'. And thus, in my universe did we get the game 'Pin the Tail on the Twin.'"
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