The Library is open (11/2/2005)

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is trying to organize the books alphabetically, but keeps getting distracted by the ones which have photos of Bali, Tahiti, the Greek Isles, and Hawaii.

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[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee enters and flashes a grin at Mabel Parker before sitting down to work on his paper.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker smiles, ogles the arms to cheer herself up and says, "Need any help?"

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee tilts his head and wants to ask about the hair products in her beautiful long hair and grins lopsidely. "I'm fine, but thanks for asking. How are you doing anyway, Miss P? And were you at John's shindig last night? I didn't get to see you --"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker laughs and tosses her hair, momentarily amused. "Oh, I but I saw you. I had no idea that candidates for War College made prank calls while drunk."

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

"What happens on the 13th Colony, stays on the 13th Colony in the Fleet's eyes," Lee lies trying to hide his sudden distress as he didn't think of that. "Did we prank call you? A lot of last night is a blur..."

[swerval_zero]

*peers over Parker's shoulder* Plannin' a vacation? Ooh, Bora Bora. I hear it's very nice there this time of year.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Seriously considering it, yes. Plus if the research project I'm working on doesn't pan out, I think I'll need an escape plan. Want to come with? Fiji's looking good." She cocks her head at a picture of a guy with arms almost as muscled as Lee's. "Scenery's pretty."

[swerval_zero]

Maybe. That is some swerval scenery. *admires* Research project? Is this somethin' we could do in Independent Study?

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker considers this, intrigued. "Maybe. Remember the project that had me diving into Special Collections earlier this month? God knows help would be good. And I'm sure there's going to be more problems of the same kind eventually. A group to at *least* look into this stuff...."

[swerval_zero]

See, that's the whole idea behind Independent Study. We can help each other out, an' hopefully figure out some of the weird stuff that goes on around here. I'm surprised so few people are interested--it was just me an' Janet last night.

[m-samuelle.livejournal.com]

Michael comes in and goes over to Parker, taking her aside a little. "I don't mean to come across as some sort of controlling boyfriend type, but I just heard about Kitty and I'm worried about you. Please- *please* don't go off without someone with you. Call me, have someone else, I don't care. I just don't want anything to happen to you."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker leans into him, and shakes her head. "No, it's okay. I won't be stupid, I took Professor Tick with me when I went into town last night, and who's going to mess with him? I swear, I'll be just as careful from now on." Putting her head on his shoulder, she sighs. "God, this is such a mess. I wish they'd tell us the police are working on it and we don't have to worry."

[m-samuelle.livejournal.com]

"This sort of thing isn't supposed to happen here. It's supposed to be protected here." Michael holds her close. "Just... as long as your careful. I know sometimes we don't see each other for a day or so, but I really want us to try hard to check in - just so I know you're okay."

[OOC: Mun's sorry she had to bail on Parent's Weekend - got soooo sick.]

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I think that is a very good idea," Parker said, kissing him lightly on the cheek. "And can you be look-out and escort for my friends? Some won't tolerate it willingly, but I may draft you anyway."

_{[ooc: Np. It happens. :> ]}

[m-samuelle.livejournal.com]

"Absolutely. And if you can't find me leave me a message and I'll be there as soon as I can."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Hey, guys," Elizabeth tries to smile as she enters the library, looking tired.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Liz." Parker waves to her, her eyes narrowed. "Need any help?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Just want to return a couple of books, and pick up The Clouds," Elizabeth replies. "I don't want Zero chasing after me with her mallet."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Are you sleeping any better?" Parker asks, her voice low. "You still look kind of wrung out."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth sighed as she dug in her bag for the books. "I was," she said. "Professor Dream really helped. But, then I heard something last night, which has thrown me again."

[swerval_zero]

*turns pink* I guess word o' that got around, huh?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*grins* In this place? You'd have to be really lucky if something didn't get around!

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor enters the library, dragging the librarian behind him. He looks dogged.] He-llllo?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[When there are no answers, Ten's lip curls.] Bloody...call themselves assistants, my arse.

[He leaves Methos on the cot in his office, a coffee mug of water on the desk, in his line of sight.]

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos wakes up not too long after. Immortal healing processes being what they were. But he's not going to get any better until the basic problem -- lack of food -- is solved.

Sadly, after gulping down the water that someone left for him, there wasn't anything consumable in the office except for some beer left over from when he lived there. Getting stinking drunk had some appeal, but he figured he might as well go home and do it there, after getting some food in him.

Accordingly, he made his very slow and unsteady way back home (http://www.livejournal.com/users/prof_methos/8183.html).