crossing_lostrp | [Chloe] Who Da Woman

Who: Chloe
When: About 1:30 p.m.
Where: The Reading Room (aka Cafeteria)
Invited: Everyone
Status: Complete

It was good to be herself again. Very good. Chloe giggled, feeling giddy. No--she felt...high, like she'd smoked some really good weed. Which she had back in high school. Once or twice. Purely in the spirit of scientific inquiry. Not that she'd ever told Clark, of course. He wouldn't have understood.

So Chloe knew the signs. Everything seemed more attractive, more interesting. Sights, sounds, smells, sensations--especially sensations. Chloe touched her lips. The memory of Faith's kiss lingered there, a distracting reminder. She was horny as hell now and wanted very much to turn around and drag Faith into the nearest bed. And maybe a couple of other people as well.

No. First things first. "Then we'll see."

"What?" George asked, glancing at her. They were approaching the open doors of the cafeteria.

Chloe glanced at George. "Nothing," she said. "It's show time!"

Chloe stalked into the cafeteria and stopped just inside the doorway. "Attention, please! Can I have everyone's attention?" The conversations died down as people focused on her.

"You can stop researching now," Chloe continued. "It's me, Chloe. I'm me again. We've found a solution, courtesy of our friendly neighborhood Grim Reapers." She held out a hand and George smiled and waved. "So we can start sorting everyone out right away."

Chloe looked over the sea of faces. "Any questions?"

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"Wait--people are suggesting that there's a problem here?" Chloe asked May-in-Hiro. A few chuckles prompted her to frown briefly. "Other than the obvious, I mean."

"Uh--yeah," May said. "Molly and a couple of others are busily ferrying stuff out of the bunker. Molly keeps going on about trouble coming and...and volcanoes and stuff. You know how River is."

Chloe nodded. She sighed, her good mood punctured. She'd been around enough strangeness in he life--to say nothing of her time on the island--to take the warning seriously."

"Okay, then, let's get everybody sorted out as soon as we can. One problem at a time."

Chloe addressed her next remark to the researchers. "I don't know if Molly knows what she's talking about, but I wouldn't bet against it. So you might want to make sure everybody knows we can fix the body-switch problem...and that we might have to leave here in a hurry."

And then she left, accompanied by George and May.

EXIT CHLOE, GEORGE and MAY-IN-HIRO.

Methos lifted his head from the book he was studying as Chloe stalked into the cafeteria. While he didn't raise his voice at her call for attention he did glance at Oona, watching her reaction to the entrance. Methos half-smiled at the mix of relief and disappointment he saw Chloe's words draw from Oona. He chuckled out right when she said they should find a better way to store the books than in a wooden trunk, "Maybe, but they were in there when we needed them."

Methos answered Oona's question with a quick nod, "Yes, I'd be interest in some... sword sparring with you. It's good to stay in practice."

He raised his eyebrows at George when she asked who wanted to go first, wondering if she needed pointed out to her there was no one in the room that needed to be switched back. Methos hid his smile as Chloe spoke what he'd been thinking, "Nobody here needs it."

Methos frowned listening to May's explanation of how the need to get out of the bunker seemed to be legit. He moved to where Tara and Oona had been piling and categorizing the books, and considered whether the books should be put back in their trunk to be carried out of the bunker in it. As much as Methos was concerned about the books' safety he also wondered if he should be heading for his own room to collect what he wished to get out of the bunker. He absently fingered the charm at his neck, glad of the knowledge he had his sword and it with him. They weren't going to be lost to whatever was coming.

"Volcanoes," Methos repeated softly. River-in-Molly had told him how it was quieter inside the other girl. If Molly-in-River was hearing that noise she might be harder pressed to make sense of it. While that thought made him think it might be something other than an eruption they were facing, Methos imagined it did likely involve some kind of fiery explosion. He nodded at Chloe's assertion she wouldn't bet against Molly knowing what she was talking about. Methos asked Oona, "Are we putting the books back in the trunk and carrying them out?"

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