The Library

[janet_fraiser]

Janet unlocked the library and walked in, setting her laptop down warily behind the desk and trying not to think about Hathor the last time she was in here. She took a drink from her extra-large mug of coffee and started working.

ETA: She popped out a moment later and stuck a note up on the door: "New teachers need to check out the Rules of Conduct and fill out a library card application in blue or black ink, damn it. Please come inside for a form. Thank you."

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"But, see, I'm worried about the ulcer. Cancer, that's way far away, the ulcer, that's already here." Parker leans on Adama's shoulder. "Please, Lee. You're my only hope."

[janet_fraiser]

"Parker," says Janet firmly. "Blackened lungs. Diseased, hacking coughs spotted with blood because you're coughing up bits of tissue. Having to carry around an oxygen tank." She pauses. "The hell of trying to find a designer oxygen tank. How about you try to cure the ulcer the old-fashioned way by dealing with the causes?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, fine. Bring out the gross imagery, be a doctor about it." Parker sulks. "But you've been warned. *Everyone's* been warned." She slams a few books around. "Why couldn't I have the perfect genetics that resist ulcers *and* cancer and thus let me have my cigarettes?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"Just as long as you're not my sister, Sure! Drop by sometime and we'll plan a trip."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker sighs, and stops snuggling and feeling up leaning on Lee. "You as my brother would be an improvement on the retconned reality. I'd still love to go to Caprica. But I suppose Fraiser's right. I'd have to quit eventually." She whimpers, and looks pathetic. "Be nice to me. I'm saving my own life."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee's fantastic arms feel lonely without Parker in them says confidently, " I am always nice to blushing young maidens girls. My momma taught me good."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Damn, those are good arms to have. "I can tell." Parker's grin is wicked again. "Thank you for trying to help, Adama. I'm sure I'll be a wicked witch by the end of the week, so take that for what it's worth."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee pats her ass affectionately. Lee smiles. "I'm glad to be of help."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Watch it. She could still rip off one of those arms and keep it for herself.

Parker grins, and thinks of how to tease Thrace about him.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee might like that.

Lee thinks she has a nice smile.