Independent Study Meeting

[swerval_zero]

*Zero arrives at the library at 6:30 sharp, armed with a backpack full of scientific collection equipment, a notebook, and the croquet mallet. She sets up camp at one of the large tables and waits for the others to start filtering in.*

edit: (ooc: We're going to slow-play this, because everybody's busy. Just so you know.)

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[sonofaparrotman.livejournal.com]

Scooter wanders into the library, looking rather less like he'd gotten into a fight with some china and lost than he had the day before. He's also exchanged the wrench for a poker. "Hey, Zero - I heard your announcement, yesterday, and remembered the stories you told me about the gremlins during registration . . . and, well, I was wondering whether you'd mind a staff member tagging along?"

[swerval_zero]

*narrows eyes* You.

[sonofaparrotman.livejournal.com]

"Me?" Scooter's not precisely sure what he's done to incur Zero's wrath, but he's hoping she'll explain. That'll be one better than Miss Piggy usually did.

[swerval_zero]

*lunges over table and grabs him by the collar* You, you little hydroscopic stew-boilin' grinder! I was on top of a library table for two hours!

[sonofaparrotman.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Sorry, was doing admin stuff. Forgot.]

"Ah. Uh." Scooter properly takes in the state of the library, now. "Oh. I guess the message to lock down the library didn't get through. I left it with Professor Jerusalem . . . sorry?"

[swerval_zero]

*shakes a few more times for good measure* No, I should say it squalling well didn't!

[sonofaparrotman.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Just so's y'know, every time I reread 'hydroscopic stew-boiling grinder' I crack up again, 'cos, I mean, hydroscopic! Water-aiming! 'S bloody priceless. 8)]

"Well, it's not my fault he didn't pass it on." Scooter pauses for barely a second before going on, being fully aware that if he doesn't hold on to his conversational initiative with both hands(probably both feet and some duck tape would help, as well) he'll be inundated in another flood of Zero-gibberish in no time. "Look - I really am sorry that the water got into the library and caused this mess, but I did what I could to warn you guys and I really didn't have any idea that my warning didn't get through. And, yeah, the whole stuck on top of a library table for two hours thing sucks, but you survived, right? And the zombies are dead. And . . . " Scooter trails off again, not sure if what he's saying is doing any good.

[swerval_zero]

And Ash killed the zombies about three seconds later!

[janet_fraiser]

"Yeah, you're sorry," adds Janet. "But we have to clean up the entire freakin' library now!"

[sonofaparrotman.livejournal.com]

"Well, I tried to get a message to you to warn you, but it's not my fault if Professor Jerusalem didn't pass it on. Anyway, you're not dead or undead, so isn't that something? i know I'd rather be alive to clean up this mess than shuffling around hunting brains to replace the ones I'd lost!" Scooter's getting more than a little annoyed, at this point, since he took out the zombies, didn't he? And nobody else has complained. And he's just spent the past four days dealing with cleaning and repairing all the bathrooms, himself . . .

[janet_fraiser]

Janet sighs. She just can't stay mad at a little orange guy. It was wrong. "Fine, all right, it's not your fault your message didn't get through. We were a little too busy fighting zombies to realize there was a message!" She shakes her head. "But next time you try to wipe out an invasion with boiling water, please make sure we don't have to drag people with broken ankles up onto bookshelves. It doesn't do good things for their fractures, okay?"