At the dance...CJ does The Jackal

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Homecoming: The Dance post

*She gets up on stage when the DJ puts the cd she gave him in. The music begins--a smoky jazz tune unlike the rest of the 80's music so far-- the lights are on her, and she begins to lip sync*

Did I ever tell you about the man who changed my life? The one I thought,
ohhh. Lord, when I saw him walkin' back in that bar, all tall and lean
with them broad shoulders, sweeeet lips, I knew that I had died and gone to. . .

*She turns around and bends her knees, dipping backward*

Chocolate Heaven. . .

*Turning around again, her arms out, she continues*

He had a real deep voice, white pearly
teeth, his shoe was always shiny. Long slender fingers manicured perfectly. The man wore 800-dollar Italian suit, straight from, I dunno,
what would they call it, Milan or Rome or someplace like that? I knew
it wasn't local. I said, I got to get next to that. I haven't seen
him in a long time. The man was so fine, he could get any good girl into
trouble. . .

*She climbes down off the stage and grabs the lapels of demonbelthazor*

Can you guess what his name was?. . . Well. . . 'The
Jackal'. . . 'The Jackal'. Say. 'The Jackal'. . .

*She gently touches the face of the nearest girl and then climbs back on the stage*

He was fat back
cat cool like a Friday afternoon martini, chillin' at a quarter after
5. Twist of lime, Coke on the side. The brother loved the high life.
Had a Ph.D. in street stride.

*She does a turn and sings back over her shoulder*

They called him 'The Jackal'.

He was big Mack daddy super black stylin' a diamonds in the back
Cadillac. Fur-lined boards, white wall wheels, cruise control, built for
speed, chrome on evray-thang. And stereophonic speakers, though he really
didn't need them. When they called him. . . 'The Jackal'. Say. 'The
Jackal'. . .

*Stalking across the stage, she let's it all go for the final verse. Arms over her head, she draws the left down the right, and then bring the right down in a large slow arc. She swings her hips as she walks back and forth across the stage*

Fly boy was in the buttermilk, hard, livin' fast, livin'
large, 6 foot 4 and not an ounce of fat! When women asked, 'is you a
Cat?' He said 'I did more that that. I'm the firmest of the firm. And
in case you, hadn't known, they call me 'The Jackal'. Served the
18-year bid First Reicker's Island then they hid him in the
state penitentiary. Said the charge was Grand Larceny. That was 1975,
and today, if he's still alive, he'd be living in the park.

Hm. The brother whose claim to fame was that they called him 'The Jackal'. 'The
Jackal'.

*She sings the last over her shoulder as she walks to the back of the stage, and steps down...her number done.*



((still looking for a girl volunteer for the face touching bit. thanks to Bel for playng the lapel boy))

Comments

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Wooooo!" *wolf-whistles*

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

*Paige covers Geoff's eyes looking slightly upset for a moment*

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

*wolf-whistles and claps*

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*applauds wildly*

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

*applauds*

[OOC: THE JACKAL! YEAH BABY!]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((You knew it was coming...meets expectations, yes?))

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

((exceeds expectations!))

[kikidelivers.livejournal.com]

[WOOOOOOOT!!!! That was beyond sweet.]

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

[OMG Icon like hell!]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker bounces and throws C.J. a kiss. "Go, Miss Cregg! Woooo!"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Woooo yeah!!! *whistles and claps* Go Professor Cregg!!

[ooc: Rock on The Jackal! *has much love and wonders where her Six Meetings Before Lunch DVD is...* *g*]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((ooc: Mines in the dvd player right now! w00t!))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Excellent! Mine would have to go in the laptop, as the DVD player's not hooked up yet. And the TV's not even plugged in - doh! *g*]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[merely stands there with his jaw hanging open, mesmerised...until he realises it's over, and claps wildly]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She looks directly at him from time to time during the song, hoping she's not shocking him beyond belief]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head and grins at her, laughing. At the very end, he reaches down into a bag he'd kept beside him and throws a long-stemmed red rose onto the stage.]

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

From where he was standing next to House, doing co-chaperone duty, Wilson whistled appreciatively and applauded. What was not to applaud after all?!

(ooc- "Never talk to me during The Jackle!" )

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((ooc: heh, Are you talking to me during The Jackal? *loves Toby*))

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor watched Professor Cregg dance. Well, this was an unexpected side of her. He wondered if she'd had the punch.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She steps off the stage and walks toward him, not particularly paying attention to who he is. She sings Can you guess what his name was?. . . Well. . . 'The Jackal'. and she grabs his lapels, pulling him close as if to kiss him. She lets go and walks away, touching a girl nearby]

[demonbelthazor]

He took a step back, staring at CJ. What the hell was that?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She looks back over her shoulder and flashes a smile at him and rolls her shoulder, then climbs back up on stage and continues her song]

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor raised an eyebrow. Maybe CJ wasn't as bitchy as she'd seemed at the debates. Either that, or the punch was very strong, and in that case, he hoped someone was there to take pictures.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*applauds*

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

*claps lazily* "Well, whatever gets you off, I guess," Sarah mutters to herself.

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

*Lindsey stares. CJ was definitely his favorite teacher now, hands down.*

Damn...

[absolutesnark]

Piper blinks. "Was that our speech professor?"

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

uh-huh...

Wow. Who knew?

[absolutesnark]

"Well, she always did seem like one of the cooler teachers here."

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

True, true.
Think this'll be part of class Monday?

[absolutesnark]

Oh, god. You don't think she'll make us perform, do you?

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

She might.
That wouldn't be so bad though. It's fun, usually.

[absolutesnark]

It's fun? Sounds like you know this from experience. You sing?

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

Yeah.
*shrugs*
Sometimes. I play guitar too.

[absolutesnark]

Piper smiled. "You'll have to play for me sometime."

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

Ok. You gotta promise not to blow up the guitar if you think I suck, though.

[absolutesnark]

Piper grinned. "Deal."

[janet_fraiser]

*applauds*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus gave an appreciative wolf whistle.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*bounces over to him, Michael in tow*

"Angelus! Hi! Isn't she fabulous?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus blinked in surprise to see Parker, then remembered what Dru had told him.

"Hey Parker," he said, the picture of friendliness. "How ya feeling?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Super! Isn't this dance *nice*?" She asks, hanging onto Michael's hand and swinging it. She is still dancing in place. "Everyone's so *cool*!"

She reaches out, and punches him arm. "Hey, I'm sorry you didn't win King! I know you must feel bad!"



_{[ooc: Michael NPC'd by permission. :> ]}

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Somehow I'll survive," Angelus said. "Hey, how's things on the political front?"

[ooc: Understood. BTW sometime after the elections are over Angelus wants to meet with Parker.]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Sorta sucky!" Parker laughs. "So much work, so much agita! But you already knew *that*. But hey, it's all good, right? Best dude wins? And it's only politics. It's not real. So hey, I wanna apologize if this has hit any buttons or triggered any nerves or hurt any feelings. You know?" She looks genuinely concerned.



_{Aaaggghhhh! Michael, drag me out of here! Now, damnit!}

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Parker," Angelus said, "I could not be happier with the way things are going."

[ooc: And with that I go to bed. Night!]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, Angel-face! That means a lot!" She waves bye as Michael finally drags her away.


and wwaaayyyyy down deep:

<sub>Kill kill kill kill....


[ooc: *bye!* I collapse soon too!]</sub>

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty holds up his lighter and woots very loudly!