First floor lobby, Wednesday afternoon

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's set up a little table. There's a little mug on it for donations, because art supplies cost money, yo.

On the little table? Flags. Felt flags covered in glitter and bows and sticky things. They're very pretty.

The flags have felt letters on them. They spell out:

PRINCIPAL GLITTER/NINJA OTP!

Totally worth any trouble she gets into.


[Jaye's left now, as I have to get back to work. However, she will be around later. Flags and all. =)]

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[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

[ooc: omg! I almost choked on my lunch! *lints Jaye liek woah*]

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Err, Jaye?" Lee says, coming up to the table.

[fates_jaye]

"Flag?" she offers.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee looks at it so very confused. "How much?" he finally says.

[fates_jaye]

"Donations are good, though if I charge I have a feeling I might run into a lawsuit somehow," Jaye says. "However, I can't stop you from giving me money."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee bites his lip. Takes a flag. Drops some money in the little mug. Leaves her a cupcake. Departs. As you do.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty sees the flags, takes a dozen and stuffs Jaye's coin container with cash.

"Very nice. I'm sure they'll be collector items when you're dead."

[fates_jaye]

"At least it'll be an interesting obituary," says Jaye. "Damn the man."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Power to the people." Marty says holding up his fist in solidarity.

Marty then looks at the money he put in Jaye's container and suddenly remembers something.

"Saaaaay.... Don't you owe me some bootie shaking? I seem to remember a sign in ACJ about that."

[fates_jaye]

"Principal Glitter already thinks I run a phone sex line, I'm not shaking booty in front of cameras," she says.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"You're selling flags that declares he's in love with a ninja. With glitter. Tomorrow you'll be dead and I'll be out $40. Shake it."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye sighs. "Well, for $40."

So she shakes it. Just a little. If she's gonna die anyway.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty grins and walks away.

Now he can die happy.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna looked at the flags and snorted. "Death wish?" She happily donated money for a few flags.

[fates_jaye]

"Maybe. I like to think I'm just celebrating true wallsex love in all its forms. Wallsex."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wasn't entirely sure what the flags were for, but, hey, glitter! She dropped some change into the mug and picked up a flag with a particularly large amount of glitter and a big bow.

"They're great!" She grins at Jaye. "Out of curiousity, what does OTP mean? I assume it's something bad. . . ."

[fates_jaye]

"One True Pairing," Jaye answers, wiping a glittery hand on the edge of the table. "You see it all the time online. Glad you like 'em."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia blinked. "Pairing--OH!" She tossed in some more money and picked up two more. "Fun!"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom, coming back to the dorms after campus, walks by Jaye's table. He considers ducking and covering his face with newspaper, but she seems to be selling something, and he figures it must be a club fundraiser. Maybe it would help ease the awkwardness between them if he bought a little doo-hickey and kept his foot out of his mouth fat chance.

"Ms. Tyler," he squeaks out omgsoscared, noticing the glitter and cringing a little.

"Principal Glitter? OTP? Is this for a Crafts Club?"

[fates_jaye]

"Nope, just a little personal revolution," she says. "Take a flag. They have glitter."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I noticed. There is... a lot of glitter at this school," he takes a flag, not knowing what the hell it means, and fumbles in his pocket for some cash.

He puts a few ones in her jar, and then looks concerned. "Is that, ahhh... appropriate?"

[fates_jaye]

"I can't stop people from handing me money for my hard work," Jaye nods. "It's not like you're sticking ones down my G-string or anything."

Okay, wrong thing to say.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I... uhhhh... I would never, uhhh, you're a student! Not that I'm not technically seeing a former student, but she's of a legal age to consent, and you're not... not that that matters. Because I would never do anything of a sexual nature with you."

Oh, dear.

"Not that you're not an attractive girl," he sputters. "Not that I've noticed. I don't look at you. I mean, I am looking at you now, but not in a way that could ever be construed as sexual."

He really can't believe he's digging himself a hole this large, so he makes a quick mental decision to end the conversation by getting back to what should have been the point.

"My best friend was a stripper," he declares, before realizing what actually came out of his mouth, which is far from what he intended.

He's ringing his hands and praying, now. With his little flag in his hand.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's head meets the table. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. No, wait. There is no god."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom is slightly envious of the fact she has a hard surface to beat her head against.

"I'm inclined to agree with you. I'm going to go now. Thanks for the... flag."

[fates_jaye]

Jaye may not sleep tonight.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom suddenly has a new perspective on why the various suicides he's investigated in his life actually went through with it.

[mycanonhatesme]

Chloe walks by the table, and then does a complete 180 and walks back, staring at the flags as if she can't believe they say what they do. "You are truly the bravest of us all," she says, taking a flag and putting some money into the donation mug. "You're a dead woman, but at least you'll be remembered well."

[fates_jaye]

"I'm going out with a blaze of glory," she says. "It will all be worth it."

[fates_jaye]

Before her next class, Jaye folds up the table, collects her things, and skedaddles. Because she hasn't been caught yet, hahahahahaha.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky was walking past with some muffins from the Jeff, God of Biscuits bakery. He stopped. He examined. He offered a muffin. "Jaye Tyler, you're my hero."

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe buys several flags.