http://prisoner-rover.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] prisoner-rover.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-09-10 12:32 pm
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First Day on the Job

*rover rolls around his new office of Security, squeaky-rubber noises as he squeezes through the small space between the desk and wall, adjusting the stapler on the desk which he eyes suspiciously before it gets nudged into the trash bin.*

*after witnessing the carnage in the [livejournal.com profile] fandomhighdorms decides some rules need to be instituted, along with the consequences of breaking them.*

*several failed attempts at writing them later, rover decides to take a roll around the campus to become familiar with the layout.*

*...after shoving the desk out the window*

*...making a note to open the window first next time*

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Uncertain as to what had actually happened to his assistant, possibly less worried about last night's memory loss than he ought to have been, Spider was prowling the grounds in search of someone who knew what had happened when....

"What the shit is this?"

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Deciding that the desk was harmless, Spider stepped back and examined the windows above. He avoided the shards of glass as he did some mental mathematics and concluded that it had fallen from...

"The security office?" A sudden grin curved his lips. "Is it too much to hope that someone murdered our security officer?"

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Still grinning cheerfully, Spider turned to continue his walk... and stopped dead in his tracks. "What the fucking hell?" He stuck out a foot and prodded cautiously at the ball.

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"You can't possibly be a student," Spider muttered, prodding again. "I'd remember seeing that on the roster. I've seen most of the faculty and the... staff...."

He stepped back, glaring darkly. "You are not the goddamned security officer."

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Spider didn't actually stagger, but the impact did rock him back on his heels. "Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh?"

No stranger to things that weren't what they seemed, he weighed his options carefully before plastering on an obviously fake smile. "So. You're 'rover', then?"

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"So, no audio then. That's a pain in the ass." Spider circled the white sphere slowly, frowning a little. "This place gets more fucked up every day...."

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm. Note to self, find a large, pointy stick and keep it around at all times." Spider muttered, watching the thing turn warily. "Better yet, wait for one of the students to try it first."

[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Deciding that his morning was weird enough without any further help, Spider moved warily away and headed toward the student dorms.

[identity profile] isnotimportant.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 05:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Slartibartfast turned off the TV, disappointed that the weather had ruined the day's play in London. He went back to the comfy chair, ready to settle in for a solid afternoon's nap.

I don't know why you were worried, he said to himself, no-one minds if you sleep in the teacher's lounge.

[identity profile] isnotimportant.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
The old man looks up at the noise, is faintly surprised at what he sees.
He sits up, pulls out his battered copy of the Guide, fast-winds through the index, types in the code.

He reads. He looks again. He reads some more.


You're a Rover? A little far from home, aren't we? Still, I'm a fine one to talk. Do please try and keep the squeaking down, some of us are trying to sleep. It plays hell with the diurnal cycle, watching a Test in a different time zone.

He puts the Guide away, leans back and shuts his eyes again.

[identity profile] isnotimportant.livejournal.com 2005-09-10 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[somewhere else]

*sleeps on*