Third Floor Common Room, Friday (4 PM - Past Midnight)

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale had delivered Mercer's message to Conner, and that combined with what the angel and handwavily Bridge had both picked up from him meant big trouble. So after a couple hours' worth of failed attempts to contact Hayley and Doctor Oliver, and a long, frantic, ultimately futile IM session with Ethan, Conner had entrenched himself in the common room with his laptop and a bunch of junk food in order to hit the books. So to speak.

He'd made a few handwavey phone calls to people he thought might be able to help, and Aziraphale had promised to keep an eye out in town for any sign of trouble for Mesogog.

So far the threat didn't seem to be immediate, but Conner wanted to keep it from getting to that point. Now it was just a matter of figuring out a way of finding Mesogog, physically separating him from Mercer, and getting rid of the crazy reptilian bastard.

This was his mess, and he was going to clean it up, but nobody had ever said that his old friends from home were the only ones who could help him . . . right?

[OOC: Open to all, but especially my student plot volunteers; wander in unaware, or handwave a phone call from Conner if you like. This was supposed to go up a couple of hours ago but I've been absolutely slammed at work all day, go figure, and now I've got a company party to blow off go to for a little while, so SP from me for the next hour, and then I'll be AFK until about 8PM PST. After that I'll be around all night -- Conner will be here probably all night anyhow.]

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[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"How's it going, Captain Spandex? Find a way to restore your fashion sense?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Funny, dude," Conner said, stabbing irritatedly at his keyboard in an attempt to navigate away from another website that had been no help. "I've got bigger problems on my hands."

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"Oh? What kinds of problems?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Problems involving a crazed cybernetic reptile who's hiding out in town somewhere and needs to be stopped before he tries to bring back the age of the dinosaur?"

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

There's only so much time Shawn can spend holed up in his room studying. So now, totally in search of something better to do. Better usually comes in the form of a TV and other people.

At least there's people up here, even though they don't actually appear to be watching anything.

Shawn smirked a little at Conner, "Nice spandex," he deadpanned.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, yes, I know it's kind of tacky, yes, I'm kind of stuck in it, and it's a long story." Conner kind of had a routine down for that by now, and he was used enough to the teasing to take it good-naturedly. Which, under the circumstances, was probably a good thing.

He looked up from his laptop and gave Shawn a slightly beleaguered smile. "Don't suppose you know anything about some kind of spell or fancy piece of equipment that'll separate a crazy evil lizard-guy from the human he's possessing, so we can kill him, do you?"

[justmisplaced.livejournal.com]

Wow, talk about your sudden subject changes. Shawn blinked a little and slowly shook his head. "Sorry, man. Not really my area of expertise," he said. "I leave the actual magic to the people who know what they're doing with it."

"Do I even wanna know why you're talking evil lizards?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Also a long story," Conner admitted, "but the short version is that I think there's one in town because of something I did. So I gotta deal with it. I just need to figure out how to, like, un-merge him from my friend's dad's body."

Man, this story didn't get any less weird with every retelling.

[OOC: *crawls out from under pile of work and drags self off to party, wah* *clings to FH*]

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

Zack wandered into the common room.

"Nice outfit."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, I know it's bright, I'm stuck in it, long story." Hey, just because he had the reply down pat by now didn't mean he couldn't change it up a little bit.

[OOC: And now I drag myself off to the party, ugh . . .]

[twohalvesofaphd.livejournal.com]

"Can't you just...cut it off or something?"

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

After receiving a phone call from Conner, Carmela heads to the common room.

"So. Explain," she says, standing in front of him with her hands on her hips.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Um." Conner gulps. "I know your brother is a wizard and stuff and I was wondering if maybe you knew any way to possibly separate somebody from the evil being possessing them?"

[grenfelzer.livejournal.com]

"Evil being?" Carmela says, her expression solemn. There's really only *one* evil being that possesses people that *she* has ever met. And It really, really isn't fond of her. Possibly because of that time she blew It up. "What *kind* of evil being?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Later that night, Billy happened by.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Billy. Dude," Conner said, looking up from his laptop. "You know anything about technology that'll un-merge somebody from the person possessing them?"

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

Billy blinked. "Uh, noooo...there's a machine at Venture industries that can split someone into thirds though."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

While ransacking the Common Rooms for dishes for his Chanukkah dinner for Willow, Peter happened across the 3rd Flr.

"Afternoon, Conner," he said with a worried look. "Find anything out?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Nothing yet," Conner said with a sigh. "Can't get a hold of Hayley or Doctor O, and Ethan can't dig anything up. Mister Phale said he had some books that might help, and he can do an exorcism, but this isn't a demon sort of possession so that won't be any good."

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Peter frowned and rummaged through the cupboards. "Have you been able to talk to Bridge at all? Or one of the girls with magic?"

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

After spending the afternoon/early evening searching for body parts Naomi knew that she wouldn't be focused enough to study so she came by the common room later that night.

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Oh hey I forgot," Billy said. "I've got a Christmas card (http://www.cafepress.com/opheliasart.15017596) for you."

inside was written:

Back home you can sell this as a priceless antique:)

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

Naomi grinned when she read the card, "thanks Billy,"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Naomi," Conner said, waving at her tiredly. "Anything good going on?"

[ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com]

"Hey Conner," Naomi waved in response, "unless you count searching for body parts good, not really,"