Second Floor Common Room [Come one, come all.]

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

After waiting in his room for Carter for over an hour Jack decides that he must've been blown off. Either that or that she's working on something and still thinks she has "two more minutes."

Either way Jack has decided to go watch some TV to take his mind off it all.

"Ooh hey, Jon Smith. Huh. That kinda looks like the librarian."

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

"I'm almost positive that I'm sure I didn't say anything about us being cousins. Maybe."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Uh huh." She looked skeptical. "But you remember telling about my underwear, I assume? Marty said that it was touching, but I'm hoping that's not related."

"So."

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

"Well. First I would like you to keep in mind that I thought I was calling your machine. And then I would like you to know that 'frilly things' could mean aprons. Does anyone around here even answer their phones at all?"

...

"So."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I am keeping that in mind," Sam said, "as I hope you will when I tell you that I sent you a message and I have no idea where it went, and that I got Marty's message and called you back to yell at you, but I'm assuming you didn't get that message either?"

"You used the words 'frilly things' when talking to Marty?" She groaned. "All he told me was underwear. I'm gonna be hearing about this until past graduation."

She shrugged. "Er, so, maybe we should take this somewhere where we're not going to make Aeryn ridiculously uncomfortable?"

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

"No, no message from you since the first one. That I got I mean."

"I thought I was talking to you. Or your voicemail at least."

"Sure, lack of uncomfortability is good. Any ideas?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Well, crap." Until that moment, Sam had been holding out hope that she'd lucked out and Jack's voicemail had actually made it into his inbox. Unfortunately, it looked like her luck was holding at the same level it usually did.

Sam made a face. "Uh, anywhere but here or the naked pillow fight party in Lee Adama's room, for a start."

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

Naked what?

"I... I just think I'm not going to ask about the party."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I got a message from Alex Krycek, I think, telling me that Lee Adama was having a naked party in his room and to make sure to bring a pillow for the pillow fights. That's all I know."

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

"Isn't Krycek still going out with Jake? The one from the paper?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam gave him a Look. "How am I supposed to know? I've met Jake a grand total of twice, and only see Krycek when we're fumigating the assistants' lounge."

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

"Well I just thought maybe if you were getting random messages that maybe you heard something. The rumor mill at this place is sadly inadequate. Not counting the pirate of course."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Nope. And don't talk about the pirate," she looked quickly around the room for shrubbery, "I'm kind of enjoying my anonymity."

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

"Yeah, anonymity is good. Saves you from scary voicemails."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Maybe it saves you from scary voicemails. I, however, have not been spared."

She shifted her weight. "Er, speaking of which, you're not dating Vala in secret, are you? Because she left a message for a Jack on my voicemail..."

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

"Vala? Uh, that would be a big flying no. Think sh ment Harkness?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam let out a sigh of relief. She hadn't really thought...but it was nice to be sure. "Maybe. I hope she didn't mean it the way it sounded, though, or Cameron's gonna be heartbroken."

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

"Well, it is Vala. Maybe she wanted it to sound like that on purpose?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I don't want to go into that right now. If they're having problems, it's up to them to work them out."

Unsaid went the thought that Sam thought they had enough of their own.

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

"Yeah, good point."

Jack knew they had to talk but... try as he might he couldn't bring himself to say anything.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." She put her hands in her back pockets and rocked back and forth on her feet.

"You wanna get out of here?"

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

"Not really but we probably should. With the chance of sounding horribly cheesy: your place or mine?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yours usually has people in it."

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

"Good point, yours then?"


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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

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