Still more with cleaning

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel was up early.

That was so wrong on so many levels.

But he'd promised Krycek to help finish cleaning the Assistants Lounge, and sadly doing that was more fun than contemplating dealing with Parker's forced death march to Student Council.

Angel stood in the doorway to the lounge and pondered what he wanted to attack first.

Sean nosed around. It was possible that he sniffed around the door of one cabinet in particular more often than he did the others, but Sean was a puppy and puppies did weird things sometimes.

[ooc: open to anybody]

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Wandering around, John finds himself in front of an unknown room. Said room is occupied by Sean and Angel and they both look well so it must not be some weird locker 327 type room.

"What's this place?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Wow, you're alive," said Janet, grinning. "I was beginning to think you'd fallen into Locker 327 or something."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John laughs. "Nothing like that. Sleeping is good for the soul and I've been doing a lot of it."

[janet_fraiser]

"I was actually gone in Florida for a week, so I can't really talk," says Janet. "And I've been sleeping since I got back."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Florida?" John asks. "Did you have a good time?"

[janet_fraiser]

"It was great," says Janet. "Mind you, I wore too much sunscreen and didn't tan a bit, but other than that, it was nice and relaxing."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"That's good to hear." John shrugs. "It was pretty mild temperature wise here. I slept a lot and did Christmas and relaxed."

[chasingangela]

"I think it's the lounge," Angela said. "And hi. Feeling less sore?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hey Angela!" John waves. "And yeah, I am. Thanks for asking. A lounge? For who?"

[chasingangela]

"I think it's supposed to be for, like, TAs and the library aides," Angela answers. "But it's not like we have classes right now, so it's really for whoever."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"A TA's loung?" John frowns again. "I'm a TA and I had no idea this was here!"

[chasingangela]

"I'm a library aide and I didn't either," Angela says. "Idon't think anybody knew about it last term." She frowns. "Whose TA are you? I don't think I knew that, either."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I was Professor Ted's TA," John tells her. "Loved it. Best class ever."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey, John," Angel said. He snapped his fingers as though reminding himself of something. "Before I forget - Logan wants in on the frat thing."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Perfect!" John rubs his hand together. "We'll most likely need a faculty advisor to make it legit but this is a good start."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Legit would be good," Angel agreed. "Bet we could get a lot of people to join if they knew they could get club credit for it."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Good point," John says. "This would've been right up Professor Ash's alley. I have no idea who to approach with it now."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angel rubbed the back of his neck. "Me neither. Um - Prof. Camulus was into poker. Dr. Wilson's laid back enough he might let us get away with stuff. Don't know if they'd be right for the job though."

[janet_fraiser]

"You did know Camulus is one of the bad guys, right, Angel?" asked Janet.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, if this thing involves uh, good natured ribbing," John says, going for the politcally correct way of saying pranks, "then we might wanna find someone a little more open minded and amiable to that kind of thing."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto caught sight of Crichton and started muttering darkly to herself.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John frowns at her.

"What?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto waved her hand at him. "Not you, Cameron."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I'm not Cameron," he tells her helpfully.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"I know that, but I'm too angry to even look at him, and well..." Callisto gestured helplessly.