ext_12572: (Ash Alarmed)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: Ash
Where:
When: Day 29, (approx. 4 to 6 a.m.)
Invited: ALL PLAY
Status: Complete

Edited to add: Don't sweat the details of how your characters switched bodies. I added the "touching or close by" requirement to give people an out if they didn't want to have their hharacters swap places. Now I'm revoking it. If you want to join in, forget that. It's simply random--if you and another player want to join the party, just do it. Doesn't matter how close you were or weren't.

I may not have gotten every single syllable exactly right.... )
ext_12572: (NPC Icon)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: Charlie Pace
Where: The Staff
When: Late Night, Day 27
Invited: Anyone
Status: Complete


Charlie scowled to himself. Being here sucked. The Staff sucked. The beach camp sucked. (If not for the food,) Charlie thought, (I'd go back to the beach camp.)

Charlie gets an eyeful. )
ext_12572: (Georgia Lass)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: George
Where: Her Room
When: Day 24, morning (immediately following "Walk of Shame"
Invited: Captain Jack Harkness
Status: Complete


George paused outside the door to her room. She considered knocking for a moment, but the thought, (Hell, it's my room.)

She turned the latch and pushed the door open and slipped inside. When the door closed, it was dark. Pitch black. At some point early in the morning, they'd turned off the bedside lamp so they could sleep. Not that they'd actually slept, not for a while yet.

"Jack?" George breathed, hardly loud enough for her own ears. The room was warm and slightly humid. A strong musky scent filled her nose. The smell of sex. George wondered suddenly if she had carried it with her to the kitchen. She shuffled forward, unable to see, gauging her progress by memory. The bed should be a few more careful steps that way....

"Jack?" George asked, a little louder this time. Her foot caught on something and she flailed for moment until she caught her balance. Her foot was tangled in the bundle of sheets they'd pulled off the bed and thrown aside. Kicking carefully, George untangled her foot and then pushed them aside.

Another careful step. Two. Then her shin brushed the side of the bed. George bent and felt around for the mattress. Ah, there. She slid her hands across, feeling for Jack. Was he still in here? Had he left too?

"Jack?"
ext_12572: (George Eyes Glazing Over)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: George
When: Day 24, morning (before Jack Sparrow's cunning escape)
Where: The Kitchen
Invited: All (anyone who wants to tease George about her amorous adventures)
Status: Complete


(Coffee. Need coffee,) George thought. She was exhausted and sleep-deprived...and barely able to walk. Her whole body was pleasantly stiff and sore. Jack's attentions had been very thorough. The thought brought a smile to her face despite her fatigue. She shuffled into the kitchen, eyes open barely enough to see where she was going.

A spattering of applause greeted her, accompanied by a few whistles and shouts of "Woohoo!" and "You go, girl!" George was startled by her reception, but she recovered quickly. Her pace barely slowed before she gave her audience the finger, generating a few laughs, and stumbled toward the coffee pot.

George settled down at a table and hunched over her coffee mug, wrapping both hands around it and breathing in the heavenly scent. She sat with closed eyes, sipping her coffee and replaying her memories of the night before. It was no surprise when she sensed someone sit down beside her.
ext_12572: (George Wow He's Cute)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: George
Where: Medical Facility, in the hallway (initially); George's room
When: Day 23, Afternoon (initially); after dinner
Invited: Captain Jack Harkness
Status: Complete

"Hey, Capt--Jack," George said, ducking into the hallway in pursuit of him. (What am I doing?)

Jack stopped and turned around. "Hey--George! What's up?" He lit up with that disarming smile of his. His eyes raked George with the same cheerful lechery he brought to every conversation with, well--everybody, as far as George could tell.

Okay, Rover, now that you've caught the car, what are you going to do with it? )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel, Ami
Where: Medical Facility, Kitchen #2
When: Day 23, afternoon after The Unpleasant Announcement
Invited: Open (sorta - Daniel and Ami will change the subject if someone approaches, depending on whom it is)
Status: Complete [Closed]

Daniel knew that there was nothing he could realistically do for Rose and that his presence would only be a hindrance. Instead, Daniel focused on thinning the crowd, reassuring people that Rose was in good hands, and implying that the extraneous prisoners would be relocated to a safe holding port.

As the cafeteria emptied, he noticed Ami in the kitchen area. She was stirring a mug that hot steam rose out of and as he drifted closer, Daniel recognized that it wasn't coffee the woman was enjoying but tea.

"Smells good," Daniel remarked quietly.

"English breakfast," Ami remarked then wrinkled her nose. "That's what the box says at any rate. It really isn't though. A passable mock-up, I suppose." She averted her eyes, focusing intently on the swirling liquid in the cup, her brow furrowed. Her voice pitched lower and she said, "Do you think it'll work?"

Daniel cocked his head in curiosity. "What will work?"

In which Daniel tries to understand Scott )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel
Where: Medical Facility, Kitchen #2
When: Day 23, noonish
Invited: Open to everyone at the Bunker
Status: Incomplete

"I'm letting them go."

The announcement, predictably, was met with shouts of outrage and protest, which was precisely what Daniel had expected. The archaeologist merely steepled his fingers together, and watched the gathered group of castaways and waited for the uproar to die down.

"They know everything about us," someone pointed out.

It isn't really up for debate )
ext_12572: (George Calm)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: George
Where: Camp Crash
When: Day 21, Oh-Dark-Thirty
Invited: Molly, Chris, Anyone at Camp Crash
Status: Complete [Closed]

Orbing was fascinating. A swarm of glowing motes appeared out of nowhere to engulf you for a moment and when they dissipated, you were somewhere else. Convenient, too. George thought she could get used to that kind of travel. (Too bad Reapers don't get nifty powers like that.)Don't Fear the Reaper )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel
Where: Mini-Bunker, Jail/Observation Station
When: Day 20, late night/Day 21, early morning
Invited: Anyone
Status: Complete [Closed]

The Wraith threat was, as far as they knew, ended. )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel
Where: Medical Facility: Control Room
When: Day 20, Late Night During Raelle's Arrival
Invited: Everyone in the bunker (NOTE: This thread may have multiple locations)
Status: Complete

Daniel made quick time reaching the control room. Jon looked up at him in surprise.

"Keep at it, you have your orders," Daniel told him, brusquely. He didn't even think about it, how he reacted or what he said. He just did it. Taking charge was becoming easier and easier.

Isn't this fun? )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Faith, George
Where: The clearing in the jungle
When: Day 20, late afternoon, picking up from Echoes of Mason
Invited: Clearing peeps, Beach peeps who wish to wander up
Status: Complete

Not unexpectedly, but several people were looking suspiciously and guardedly around, armed with big sticks and rocks as George pulled the jeep to a halt near the clearing with the "ring transporter." Daniel had explained to Faith how it worked, and how to use it, but he'd also pointed out that Jin was well acquainted with it as well.

"Just enough room to park the car," Faith muttered. "Why am I not surprised?"

Delivering the news )
ext_12572: (George Smiling)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: George, Faith
Where: On The Road, such as it is
When: Day 20, after Independent Women.
Invited: Beach Peeps, eventually
Status: Complete

No, my driving is not what killed me, thank you very much! )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Faith
Where: Medical Facility: George's Room
When: Day 20, after Isabel's Exposition
Invited: George, (And May if she's trying to track down Faith to talk to her in pseudo-private)
Status: Complete

Faith left the cafeteria and headed right for George's room. Her assumption was that the other woman had gone to change her clothes and/or take a shower. After getting riddled with bullet holes, it was the most logical course of action.

Faith makes herself comfortable. )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Isabel
Where: Medical Facility: Cafeteria #1
When: Day 20, Mid-Morning
Invited: Everyone in Cafeteria #1
Status: Complete

Isabel let herself be pushed to the cafeteria, ignoring the guns. Of course they didn't trust her. She'd hardly acquitted herself with honour and dignity so far.

The cafeteria was nearly empty, but people were drifting around, drawn by the commotion. Now that Claire was found, Isabel assumed that many would return. she found a seat and sat on it, leaning her elbows on the table and resting her head in her hands.

Suddenly the urge to tell her story became overwhelming. )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
With things more or less, back to normal, Daniel resumed the briefing minus a few additional bodies. He knew that Molly was tending to Tara, and that May and Chris had presumably gone in that direction as well. Rodney was working on finding a way to dampen down Tara and hopefully the Doctor would be able to provide assistance in that endeavor as well. Faith was assigned to Isabel duty and he trusted that Molly and Chris would be able to keep an eye on May. As helpful as the young woman and the Winchester boys had been thus far, he still wasn't ready to lower his guard completely.

Further considerations )

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