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Jaye Tyler ([personal profile] fates_jaye) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2006-02-21 05:55 pm
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Second floor common room, Tuesday evening

There's nothing to do, so Jaye wanders to the second floor, kicks her feet up on the coffee table, and waits for someone to entertain her.

And someone had better entertain her. Preferrably with antics.
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[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I honestly have no idea. Although I do worry about what he'll propose as an alternative." Parker sighed. "You could try? And let me know how that works out?" Her lips might be twitching. "Only pencil?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-22 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, my calendar's on the laptop; pen won't wipe off the screen."

Xander grimaced. "Somebody up there's decided this is Xander's day to get got. First I manage to land my first-ever Fandom High detention, and now this. It's gonna mean actually exchanging words with the principal. I had a lucky streak going, man. This would've been three in a row."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Parker snickered at the screen reference, then said, "Too bad. You can have some of my karma, since I had to deal with the last two and at least survived. What did you get detention for?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-22 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Interfering in the eternal Crichton/Skeeter OTP battle; she turned John into a hat this morning. I kind of...stuck him on her head."

He was doing, if he said so himself, which he didn't because that would require thinking about it, an admirable job of repressing many things his knowledge of who was running detention this weekend.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Priceless!" Parker was chortling. "Oh, God, I've never even met her and I *loathe* her. Really, really good." She snickered. "So who are you stuck with? Dr. Pierson was last weekend, and at least they got to make beer. It's not Skeeter, is it?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-22 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
You're not helping with the repression, he thought, amazingly, given his usual track-record with such things, not out loud.

"No, it's not Skeeter, thank God. 'Cause I have no burning desire to be a hat. Or a stickbug."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm. There's an image. A row of hats, which she then perches on stickbugs." Parker shook her head. "That woman has issues. But at least it's not Crazy Squid Lady. Who is probably hell and gone from here, if the radio got one thing right." She let the question of who was running detention go, figuring Xander wasn't sure.

"By the way, someone said you know the guy who runs the new bookstore? And that he used to be a ... Watcher?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-22 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
Xander nodded. "Now-standard Sunnydale disclaimer of he's not from the same time as me, but yeah. Giles is a big-time monster-knowing-about-guy."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Hmmm." Parker bit her lower lip, thinking. "Would he be amenable to questions about that? Or is he like all those Watchers who wrote those stupid journals, 'the Slayer is a weapon', blahdy blah wah?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-22 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
Xander shook his head. "Really not. Like 'get fired for telling the rest of the Watchers exactly where they could stick the weapon Buffy wasn't.'

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
Parker grinned. "Cool. I think I'd like to meet this guy. And what the hell, I need a copy of Midsummer Night's Dream anyway. I'll call you before I go over there, and see if you're free. No reason to freak your friend out when I ask him about vampires."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-22 07:30 am (UTC)(link)
Xander made a face. "I will too, if I can't get Principal Dewey to let me out of this... Jake-hell. Who is such a dead mutant-man, by the way."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-22 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Heh. I'll sell tickets. And popcorn." Parker grinned. "I understand he can take a lot of punishment. Should be enough left of him after you get through to make Callisto happy. Maybe I'll just set up a booth for it." She yawned. "Right. Bedtime for Her Freakin' Majesty. I'll see you tomorrow, Harris."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2006-02-22 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh yeah, Callisto." And now 'fig. 2: Girl-Jake in cheerleading uniform' was swiftly replaced in his head by 'fig. 3: Callisto, see above' and then 'fig. 4: burninated wreckage of a crazy mutant man.'

"I may just get the hell out of her way, come to think of it, and buy some popcorn from you while I enjoy the show. Night, Parker."
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