Speech Comm

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Five minutes late to class, she charges in the classroom. Her posture is frighteningly erect. Her eyes flash with anger. Her jaw is clenched, and her knuckles are white where she is clenching her attache handle. She slams the case down on her desk and levels a killing glrae at each and every student in turn..

She then turns to the board and writes, in silence,

WHAT HAVE I COMMUNICATED WITH ONLY MY BODY LANGUAGE?

She sits on the edge of her desk and awaits discussion.

Comments

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[He cracks her act, but her tone is cool.] O'Neill. Feeling better?

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

Uhm? Well... I don't feel like I've been beaten half-to-death with a sick llama anymore, so I think I'm doing a little better. And hey? Back in class so that must mean something.

What about you? Feeling Peachy-Keen and sadistic or "Back away and leave chocolate?" Because I do have chocolate. And if it'll save my life and...countless others I guess I'm willing to sacrifice it. For a good cause and all.


[As soon as the Mun read "feeling better?" the Mun promptly sneezed on the computer. The Mun's immune system likes irony.]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Smirking, she raises an eyebrow and snorts...and holds out her hand.]

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

*Jack roots through his messenger bag and pulls out a box of chocolates (http://www.winecountrygiftbaskets.com/ghirardelli/cgi-bin/sgin0501.exe/FNM/00/T1/276069/UID/2005112817144262/UREQA/1/UREQB/2/UREQC/3/UREQD/4) and offers some to CJ*

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She picks out two, pops one in her mouth, and nods at him.]

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

*Jack smiles back*

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

Anya hears Jack's voice and is immediately disappointed he didn't die.





ooc: Email me need to talk about the plot.

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

[OOC: Emailing you now.]