Late Friday night

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

CJ carefully untangles herself from the sleeping Doctor and gets up. She couldn't sleep if she tried, and she has, so she walks out of the stacks to see what she can do in the library now that the zombie battle is over. She needs to do something that will help her get a grip.

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[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

*Looks really grateful, and then a little sad*

I don't think I'm very good at keeping my friends alive. I couldn't do anything but scream when I saw those...*finally accepting the fact*...zombies.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka smiles.

"I screamed like a two-week old baby the first time I saw a Magog. After the first time, it's never as much of a shock. Besides, I saw you helping with the wounded. That's keeping people alive, every bit as much as shooting things. More. Plenty of gunbunnies willing to throw themselves in front of anything that needs killing. Much more call for people to patch them up."

It's the truth. Probably not one she'll ever personally embrace, but...it's the truth.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

*Smiles knowing that a tough girl like that would scream too.*

I suppose...thanks Beka. I mean it.

*Looks around*

Who else is still up?

((ooc: there, that'll get us all together))

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Hey. I've got your back. It's what I'm good for. *she smiles*

Oh look, there's Callisto. And Jack. Jack

(OOC: and down I go to pick up the thread)