Jack O'Neill Reporting For Duty (Again)

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

Jack takes his seat behind the counter again for his shift this week. He really hopes it's not as exiting as last time.

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna hands over a 'Vote Alanna for Student Security' sticker. "Hi, I work here with you."

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

Jack takes a look at the sticker.

"Uhh... hi? I take it you're Alanna?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna beams. "Yes, I am. I've never seen you here before."

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

"Yeah, I have this curse, it's commonly known as GARSS. Graveyard And Reserve Shift Syndrome. Mean's I'm usually here when no one else is." Jack is slightly taken aback by the... positivity in the girl in front of him.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna raised a brow. "Ookay. If you say so. So how do you like school?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Hey. I'm bored." Janet sits in front of the counter and lets a stack of books fall onto it with a thud. "And I'm tired of cleaning up zombie goo in the library. Are you willing to be sacrificed to the altar of my entertainment for a while?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna handed over a 'Vote Alanna for Student Security' sticker.

[janet_fraiser]

"You're running with Liz Weir, right?" asked Janet. "The campaign Parker's managing?" She grinned. "I was already planning on voting for you. But thanks!"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna nodded in the affirmative to all the question. "Well, then you can be a walking advertisignment!"

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

"Wait, she's on Weir's ticket. Shit."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Is that a problem? And you can vote for one and not the other, you know."

[janet_fraiser]

"Yeah, you should probably play nice, Jack," said Janet.

She grinned at Alanna. "He's a teddy bear, really."

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

"Sacrifice away, just don't make too big of a mess."


[OOC: Replies may be sporadic (Commercial breaks) for the next 54 minutes, Lost just came on here.]

[janet_fraiser]

"Aw, you're no fun. Can't I splash my victim's entrails all over if I promise to clean up later?"

(OOC: Understandable. I just watched the Veronica Mars premiere.)

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

"Well if your gonna clean it up..."

[janet_fraiser]

"Good!" exclaimed Janet. "I'll go bring in the helpless young puppies and kittens and unpack my black satin sacrificial robes."

She snickered. "See? So bored."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(hey, you, you still awake? I'll be home soon... Beka misses Jack.)

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

[I'm here, but I don't know for how much longer.]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[Home now. How are you?]

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

[Tired, cranky, PMSy. Kinda like Jack actually.]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[*hugs you* Poor Jack. Why's he cranky? Because of Angelus?]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka pokes her head in, looks around. Sees Jack and smiles. This is where it started. She strides over to the counter. "Excuse me. I...need some attention." No smile. No whine. Just a statement of fact. Let him make of it what he will.

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

Jack looks up to see Beka come waltzing into the empty place.

"Well hello there miss, as you can see we have a long line tonight, so if you'll just fill out a form and go to the end of the line I will see to you in whatever order I please."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka bites back a grin. Pastes on her best 'poor me' face, and hauls herself up unto the counter to sit. "But Mr. Clinician, sir, I'm so very sick. Can't you please help me? It's urgent."

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

Jack shoots her his best House face. "Oh well if it's urgent! What is it? A *gasp* hang-nail!" Jack mnages to stifle his laughter.