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[All Around the Dorms, Tuesday Night]

Archie wandered through the dorms with a stack of posters and a large bag of thumbtacks, feeling decidedly silly as he put the posters up everywhere -- everywhere there weren't already posters, that is.

He still wasn't sure about this business of running for Student Council, but Professor the Tick had convinced him it was a good idea.

He still wasn't sure about how convincing the posters would be, either, but well, short notice. Anyhow, he suspected Professor the Tick would approve.

[OOC: Much love to

sogothcally for the graphics.]

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[[OOC: Mind if I hijack you at some point when you're on the first floor?]]

[OOC: Hijack away!]

Not at all whimpering like a frightened woodland creature (http://www.livejournal.com/users/time_agent/10735.html), Jack come barrelling in through the front doors of the dorm. The adrenaline had done a lot to clear the alcohol out of his system, and mostly now he's just jibbering with relief at being safe.

Having started on the top floors and worked his way down, Archie is now putting up the last few posters around the first floor lobby. The dwindling stack scatters all over the floor, though, at the abrupt sound of the front doors opening. He certainly recognizes that face, now.

"Jack? Oh my God, what the hell happened?"

Jack pointed outside. "Chick. Thought she was student. Then there were... teeth." Jack lifted his fingers to form fangs. "Grrrrrrr! And her eyes were all yellow and her face was... I think that she was a vampire. Which, okay, I knew existed, but running into one on a dark night..." Jack shuddered.

_{[ooc: Mind if I cut in too? Missed Jack last night.]}

[[Be my guest. :)]]

_{[ooc: Yay!]}

Parker is walking down the stairs from the second floor common room, still distributing posters, when she hears the word 'vampire.'

"Jack? Are you okay?" she asks, hurrying over, shooting Archie a concerned look.

Jack puts one hand to his chest. "I think I'm going to have a heart attack."

"What happened? Here, sit down, there's chair--" Parker pushed over Hawkeye's usual perch, and looked around. "I heard you say 'vampire', which one? Did you get a good look at her?"

"Hell, yeah. Almost as bright as daylight out there. She had yellow eyes and really, really, REALLY big teeth."

"He said something about her eyes being yellow," offers Archie. "Of course, not having seen a vampire myself, I don't know how much that tells us."

He looks around the lobby. "My room's just down the hall. Can I get anything? Something to drink, maybe? A blanket?"

Jack groans and puts his hand to his head. "No more to drink. A blanket would be nice, though." He shudders. "She was cold."

"I'll be right back, then." With a nod to Parker, Archie turns and runs down the hall toward his room.

"A blanket can't hurt," Parker said, checking Jack's neck with relief. "He wasn't bitten, thank God. So we don't need a doctor." She grabs Jack's hand and squeezes it. "God, she must've gotten close. Hey. Breathe. In. Out. And start over, when you can think straight. From the beginning?"

"In. Out. Oh, I think I'm going to throw up." Jack takes another couple of deep breaths. "I was heading back from Caritas. Drunk as a skunk. This chick came out of nowhere and said 'walk me home' and then said I was going to die. And then her face..." Jack cringed. "She looked all sweet and fragile and then..."

"Ohhh, boy." Parker rubs his fingers, trying to get some warmth into them. "Blonde and tiny and smug? Because I know you'd recognize Drusilla, so I assume it has to be the other one. And how did you get away?" She shudders. "Jesus, Jack." She checks his pulse, glad she didn't just make a horrible mistake when she feels it beating.

"Blonde. Yeah. You know, when I make cracks that the blondes in this town are scary? I don't include her. She's... creepy. And I ran like hell, that's how I got away."

Footsteps coming down the hall signal Archie's return. He's holding a rough wool blanket and a bottle of water, the former of which he immediately drapes around Jack's shoulders.

"So you're all right, then?" he asks. "She didn't . . . I'm sorry, I'm still not sure of how the vampire thing actually works."

Parker looks up for Archie, hoping he's there, to hide her expression and next thought: Angel can out-run mortals. Darla probably can as well. Because that's not something Jack needs to hear now. Later, maybe.

"Creepy, yeah. I met her over Parent's Weekend. God, I would so yell at you for walking home drunk, but I'm really glad you're okay."

Jack clutches the blanket and accepts the water gratefully, not realizing how thirsty he was until the water hit his throat. He drank several deep gulps, then took a deep breath. "Sorry, Parker. She's a vampire, yeah?" He glanced up at Archie. "No, she... didn't. Didn't lay a hand on me. Or a, er, tooth."

Archie nods, though he glances nervously at the front doors. "I'm glad to hear that. Is there anything we should do? Someone to alert?"

"The administration, then have them talk to the cops," Parker said, getting to her feet. "If she comes on-campus, Rover will get her, so you're safe, Jack. Okay? But we don't want anyone rushing out to get killed, either."

Jack nods. "Okay." He swallowed. "That's what a vampire is, right?"

"Yellow eyes, teeth, attitude to spare? Yes." Parker sighed. "I've seen pictures. And Rory told me. I can't imagine it wasn't terrifying. That one, if I'm guessing right, was Darla." She rubbed his shoulders. "Do you want to go to your room? Or go with me to the administration? Or do you want to wait on this until tomorrow?"

"Hell, yes," Jack said again. "Seriously. I thought she was going to kill me." He takes a deep breath. "Tomorrow. I want to get my brain together." He leans his head back against her. "Back me up? Come with me, Parker?"

"Of course. Any time. I have no classes tomorrow, I'm yours when you need me." She finally gives into the impulse, and puts an arm around his shoulders in a semi-hug. "Do not scare me like that again. I went through this with Rory and Angelus, I don't want you on the list of vamp-bait. Please!"

Jack smiled, a ghost of a grin. "I promise that if I get murdered I'll come back from the dead so you can kick my ass. Okay?" More quietly, he said, "Thanks, Parker. I owe you. And you too, Archie. Thanks for the blanket -- and for not having long sharp teeth. I needed... normal."

"Better believe it. I'll track you down into the underworld otherwise." She sighs. "Normal is good. As normal as we get, anyway. You okay to make it upstairs?"

Jack takes a deep breath. "Yeah, I think so. Although sleeping? Probably not going to happen." Jack stands up. After a moment, he nods again. "Okay."

"You shouldn't go alone," says Archie, finally breaking out of his stunned silence and standing up. "At least let us see you up the stairs?"

_{[[we done, or are you answering Archie?]]}

Jack smiles. "I'd be glad of the company."

"Shall we then?" Archie gestures toward the stairwell with an encouraging smile.

[OOC: Ergh. I crash now. Benadryl kicked in.]

"Tomorrow, Jack. Thanks, Archie."

Parker stays in the lobby, looking distinctly disturbed.

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