Monday, the Library (open)

[swerval_zero]

Zero is sorting books for shelving and listening to something very, very loud on her headphones. At least she's facing the door this time. From time to time, she casts a worried eye toward Special Collections, where Methos was last seen.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Crap." Parker grimaced. "You're right, why would he care about paying extra charges? I was hoping he was at least on the east coast." Then she scowled at Broots. "Maybe you'll get the laptop by Wednesday, with that attitude. *If* you get me one shred, one clue of where he is. I didn't make him a hyperactive genius, or give him your name. Appreciate the damn gesture, Broots, or I'll keep it for myself." She rolled her eyes. "And for when he inevitably hacks *my* email."

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots scowled right back at her. No one messed with his laptop, damn it. "He's on planet Earth." He paused for a second. "Actually, can I withdraw that comment? Because after going to this school, I'm not so sure anymore. And I am appreciative. I just haven't slept in two days."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Come talk to me when you've slept. *Without* the snark." Parker rubbed the space between her eyebrows. "And it's entirely possible that you're right. But I'd still like to know."

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots spends a moment imagining Jarod in space, then, he decides he really does need to sleep. "Sounds good. And when your nearly loose your life's work? Try not snarking."