Room 234/236 - re-decorating

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker has the music on -- "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" by the Nylons-- and she's re-moving everything now that Rory's moved out of 236. She's also reconsidering where to put Esme's stuff.

She is making phone calls to Jarod, but she is damn well not leaving a message. She's also hoping various people stop by, since she's got the doors open.

C'mon in and ask her about her xBox, or the campaign. She's got a couple hours before Jack shows up.

_{[ooc: Open to all! Newbies too!]}

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John's strolling down the hall and decides to pop his head into his own room.

Not seeing Rory's stuff, he frowns. "You didn't kill Rory, did you?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Why would I?" Parker kicks over a Love Sac(tm) and shakes her head. "One of the few people who I consistently *don't* need to kill... nah, she's moved into 213." She grinned at Crichton. "So. How's Aeryn's underwear today?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Oh dear.

John blushes and averts his eyes. "You'll have to ask her. Why'd Rory move out? You didn't threaten her, did you?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Pfftttt. No. This was always going to be temporary. She just needed a place to feel safe for a while." Parker bounced on the couch, re-assessing the room. "What do you think, move Esme's habitat over by the wall?" Then she grinned. "Maybe I *will* ask Aeryn. Since it's evidently of public concern."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"She likes her underwear," John blurts and blushes again. "Don't tell her I said that. And Esme has a habitat? Thing lives better then I do."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam knocked on the doorframe. "Hey. Um, weird question. You didn't get a message from me about making things work and wearing things I bought in Chicago, did you?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker blinked. "No. Of all the obscure messages I got yesterday, that wasn't among them, unfortunately. What'd you buy in Chicago?" she asked with interest.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Just some stuff at Victoria's Secret," Sam shrugged. "I left a message for Jack, but he never got it. So now I'm just asking everyone I see if they got it. So far, you, the new kid Peter Parker, and Aeryn Sun are safe to talk to."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Heh. God, I know." Parker winced. "I left a message for Jack Harkness that I am praying did not make its way to any teachers or admins. It would be taken *so* wrong." Parker cocked her head. "So you and O'Neill are back on? He said something last night, but I didn't take his work for it...."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam groaned. "Oh, don't even mention the teachers or administrators. I'd have to bury myself in a hole somewhere. Jack Harkness and I were talking about offering ourselves to vampires earlier, but decided it wasn't worth making Angel broody."

"As of yesterday, we're back on." She smiled. "I saw him in person, we had a real conversation, and I think we're okay. So put any revenge plans you, Jaye and Janet were putting together in reserve."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory wandered by her old room.

"Ah. Memories. It was so long ago that I called this room my own," she said, her voice tinged with nostalgia as she leaned against the doorframe.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

After hanging up the phone and saying, "Byeeee, Jarod," Parker turned around.

"Rory! Gone so long! We missed you!" Parker gestured dramatically, and Esme hopped over to sniff Rory's shoes and nibble on a shoelace. Parker grinned. "How's the new room working out?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory ignored the question. "Who was on the phoooooone?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker groaned. "Gilmooooore...."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"It was your sooooooulmate, huh?" Rory grinned.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Hey, happy belated birthday," Elizabeth said, appearing with a small gift bag (http://www.tiffany.com/images/products/product_images/18967529_FL_LRG.jpg) in her hand.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Yay, more goodies, belated goodies!" Parker grins, and kicks a Love Sac over to Liz. "Here, collapse for a while. How's it going?" She cocked an eyebrow. "I saw that you're definitely running now."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth sighed as she passed the bag across. "I figured that if I didn't run, I wasn't allowed to complain at any outcomes," she said, collapsing. "I think I'm over my crisis of confidence now."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm glad. If I don't get on, and you do, you're one of the few people I won't bitch about for the job you're doing," Parker said, opening her box. "Ohhh! Liz, thanks, it's gorgeous!" She held it up to the light, dangling it gleefully. "I made out like a bandit on Thursday. I'm sorry you couldn't be there."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. And, same to you really," Elizabeth replied. She grinned. "You're welcome. It's joint Christmas and birthday, which is what I tend to do with birthdays around this time, I confess. And, quite appropriately, it's the Russian Orthodox Christmas Day today, so Schastlivogo rozhdestva!"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack sticks his head in the door while knocking on the frame. "Good evening, Parker."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hellooooo, Jack." Parker grinned, and tossed a pillow aside. "I was defending your honor in the girl's bathroom, and someone tried to thwart me!"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Honor? I have honor?" Jack asked, coming in. "Who would dare to thwart you?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I don't know, but they didn't want people to know you're a good kisser!" Parker said, collapsing on her couch. "They scratched it out. Fortunately, I was there to re-post the fact that you kiss well, and at least three other people spoke up in support." She cocked an eyebrow. "And you kissed Kennedy? Where the hell was I?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"I don't know. But I saw the opportunity and took it. And you weren't kidding. Fantastic kisser." Jack smiled. "Logan Echolls isn't bad, either. Although he had to be coaxed into it a bit."