Study Hall -- Monday, October 3rd

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Monday's study hall.

I'll just be sitting at my desk, reading "Guns and Ammo".

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron enters the study hall and takes a seat in the back. He pulls out his Criminology notes to revise for the test today.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John throws a balled up piece of paper at Cam's head. On it, there's a note.

What the hell is up with Janet? She keeps talking about herself in the third person. This is worse then PMS, dude.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron frowns as he reads the note. He gets up, grabs his stuff, and takes a seat at Crichton's table. "I don't know, I haven't seen her today yet. Third person?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, third person." John leans closer and whispers, "you know, that 'we do not want this' and 'we are pleased.' Since when did Janet do that? Dude, I sure do wish Elizabeth was around. She could help because I have no idea what to do or say to her."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Huh, maybe she discovered she's royalty?" Cameron frowns. "Where is she now?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Library, I think. I stopped in earlier to see her and she about broke my wrist, dude. I've just recovered from the head thing and now this." John shakes his head. "She's wearing Aeryn's clothes, man. How do I tell Aeryn that?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron stares at John. "She did what? Come on, this is Janet, she wouldn't hurt anyone on purpose. And are you sure Aeryn didn't give her permission?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee comes in, a bit breathless and pink from running (too much to get done in too little time!) and sees Cameron.

"Hey buddy! What's going on?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*motions for Lee to get over to Crichton's table too* John thinks Janet's weird mood is worse than PMS.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

A paper airplane skids down in front of Lee.

Want a free CD? I still have three left. Also, opportunity to throw water around on the dorm roof. And on girls. Always fun. Come help us with the School Beautification this afternoon, after classes?

Parker

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam sees Cameron and Crichton and slides into a seat behind them after casting a small wary look towards principalconnor.

"Hey, guys."

She pulls out her notebook, a suspicious-looking bowl of jell-o, and a box of animal crackers, which she opens and leaves out on the desk.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John waves at Sam. "Heya. Jello, huh? Last time I ate jello, I ended up drugged and drooling on Elizabeth's bed." John smiles brightly. "Hope that jello's better then the batch I had."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam pokes the bowl suspiciously with her spoon, then decides it's not worth the risk. "Hey, John. Thanks for the reminder. So, what's going on? And what the heck happened to your arm?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John shrugs. "Not much. We're discussing Janet's odd behavior. And, to pull everything together, Janet got a little angry when I tried to make sure she wasn't running a fever earlier. Woman's got a kung fu grip. You seen her this morning?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"You know, you're the second person today to mention Janet's weird behavior--Cameron said something about it this morning."

"I haven't seen Janet since Friday when I painted her with edible body paint and sent her over to Daniel's house . I dropped by yesterday, but she said she had a really bad headache. She never even opened the door."

Her brow furrowed in worry for her friend. If Daniel did or said anything dumb that had hurt Janet, it was going to get ugly.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I saw her briefly yesterday too. I live next door and could hear the racket of the dishes and voices and all. Saw her briefly and, I swear, she's wearing one of Aeryn's shirts. Aeryn, my girlfriend, who is not one to swap clothing. And, this morning, she's talking about herself in the third person and crushing my wrist. Something's up."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Sam." Cam smiles at her as he gets up to go to the library and talk to Janet. "I'll catch you later."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker sends a paper airplane Sam's way. The message written on it is:

I will love you guys forever if you help me, Zero, Angela, Hamlet, and Joan clean off the roof today. Please? Please? Please? There will be plenty of opportunities to get the guys in wet T-Shirts.... and Free CD's if you're the first five to sign up.

Parker

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam opened the airplane after taking a second to admire the aerodynamics. She read the missive and her brow furrowed in thought. Damn it, Parker. On any other day, I'd be more than happy to help out, even without the bribe. Today? When Janet might be a Goa'uld? Not so much.

She passed the note on to Crichton, then began drafting her own note on a piece of paper torn from her notebook. She folded it carefully and precisely. She tossed it towards Parker, but in her anxiety misjudged the angle, so it landed at the other girl's feet.

It read:

Parker--

Can't today. Very sorry, but highly volitile and dangerous situation on the horizon. Next time?

--Sam

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker read this and frowned, tapping the airplane against the table, then scribbled back and sent it back looping to Carter.

Later this week, if you can, then? Stuck with stupid groundskeeping 'til Friday.

Can I help with the volatile? Should I "duck and cover"?

Parker

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam read the new note, nodding as she did so, then sent it back.

If I can, you've got me for as long as you need me. If I need the help I think I'm going to need, you'll definitely be at the very top of the list of people to call. Not a duck and cover situation--and definitely one that might need to be handled "by the girls" and with some discretion.

Sam

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*sends Cam a paper airplane*

Help us out cleaning the roof after classes? First five sign-ups get free CD's. Plus, if you talk Vala into helping, I promise I'll dump water on her for an impromptu wet T-shirt contest.

Parker

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*blinks as the paper plane hits his hand and smooths it down*

*reads and splutters slightly at the last remark, looks around for Parker and mouths* Fine.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*mouths back "Yes! You rock!" and goes back to sending airplanes all over the place*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

*realises he's never going to get any revising done now that he's got the image of Vala in a wet t-shirt in his head*