The Library

[janet_fraiser]

Janet slides gracefully down the halls of Fandom High, surveying everyone she passes. She reaches the door to the library, flips the sign to open, and walks in.

Today Janet is wearing makeup. Janet has never once worn makeup and only occasionally painted her nails. Her finger and toe nails are painted a burnished copper, her lips are a dark red, and her eyes have been rimmed with green and copper eye shadow, and thick black eyeliner, almost like kohl. She is wearing sandals, a long, spreading russet orange skirt, and a midriff-baring black tank top that looks suspiciously like it might belong to Aeryn.

Oddly enough, she has no coffee on hand.

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[janet_fraiser]

"We did not see fit to ask," says Janet. "The need was there, and so we took what we wished as we deserved." She looks back at Crichton as the topic changed. "Our bel-- Daniel Jackson did not do this. Do not insist that something is wrong." Janet's voice grew more insistent with each word. "Our behavior is as it should be."

OOC: Aeryn's so going to kill me.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John, noticing the slight rise in temper, decides to quit while he's behind. "Yeah. Okay, Janet. This is normal. Sure. See you later," he says, still frowning before exiting the library post haste, still holding his wrist a bit.

He makes a note to talk to Janet's roommate and tries to figure out a way to tell Aeryn about the shirt.