Fourth Floor Common Room, Late Afternoon

Now that she's gotten two good nights of sleep and has gotten off of the emotional rollercoaster she was on last week, things are starting to sink in. If she stops, she's going to have to think and she's just not ready to do that right now. So after Western Civilizations, she got supplies and set up shop in the fourth floor common room.

Anyone on the fourth floor (and given how much garlic she's using, anyone throughout most of the dorm) should smell the puttanesca sauce cooking. Come and eat.


[ooc: Wait for the OCD threads are up.]
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2006-03-21 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Isabel!" Janet smiled. She'd followed the smell of garlic all the way up to the fourth floor common room. "I hadn't heard you were back."

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana comes in looking tired and red-eyed. "Hey Isabel," she said quietly. "I smelled the food. I haven't eaten in, I don't know how long, but this actually smells good to me."

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana smiled at her and took the plate, picking at the mozzerella and actually eating some of it. "I'm glad you're back," she said. "How are you doing?"
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2006-03-21 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not even Roswell is as weird as this place?" she asked, giving Isabel a curious look when she hesitated briefly. "I'm glad you're back. Western Civ just wasn't the same."

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, so much crazy stuff happens I guess they kind of have to be. If there's anything I can do to help you catch up or whatever just let me know. I'd be glad to have the distraction," Lana says with a fairly pitiful attempt at a smile.

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana waved at Janet, "Hey, how's it going? I haven't seen you in a while."

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shep's gone," Lana says and is relieved that she doesn't burst into tears when she says it.
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2006-03-21 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've been trying to recover from all the craziness," said Janet. "Which has led to me spending many hours in my room. How are you doing?"

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana shook her head. "Hasn't been the best of times. And I don't even dare admit to you how long it's been since I've eaten." She tries to smile.

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana shook her head. "It's a whole lot of complicated stuff, half of which I'm technically not even supposed to know about. But the bottom line is that he's gone. And he doesn't know when or if he'll be back."

Despite her best efforts she can't keep the tears from filling her eyes. "Oh damn, I promised myself I wasn't going to do this."
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2006-03-21 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are you okay?" asked Janet. She grinned wryly. "I did some of the work. A lot of other people helped too. But yeah, I managed to whip it all into a final concotion. He's been slowly building up his strength since then."
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[personal profile] janet_fraiser 2006-03-21 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry to hear that," said Janet. "And if I didn't see Isabel push food at you already, I'd be doing so myself. What's wrong?"

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shep's gone," Lana said simply.

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[identity profile] lovelylana.livejournal.com 2006-03-21 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Lana nodded as well, worried that her voice wouldn't work or worse that she'd embarrass herself. She managed a non-committal sort of noise and went back to picking at the mozzerella.

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