Mauvaise Chance, Monday, Around Dawn
Mar. 13th, 2006 08:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
romanywitchAn interdimensional portal opened up, and Jenny stepped through into her apartment's living room, laptop case clutched protectively. She'd stepped off the Knight Bus, only to discover that instead of being back in Fandom Town, she was in Romania, where her entire family--including her grandmother, who was pretty damn scary when she was mad--had called her to account for going off on a trip to England when Angel was dying in Fandom Town.
"What, I don't deserve half a week off from vamp-watching duty?" muttered Jenny. Of course, it was the fact that said half a week coincided with just the time that Darla had gotten ahold of Killer of the Dead and poisoned Angel with it that was really the problem. "Sure, let's torture the guy emotionally, but dead is too easy, so let's call a kris for the chick we've stuck with watching Angel." Because dead was apparently too easy for her too.
She booted up, logged in, and checked the date and time. "Monday morning? I still have quizzes to write! Damn it."
OOC: Open to interaction if you're Methos, or feel like knocking on the door.
"What, I don't deserve half a week off from vamp-watching duty?" muttered Jenny. Of course, it was the fact that said half a week coincided with just the time that Darla had gotten ahold of Killer of the Dead and poisoned Angel with it that was really the problem. "Sure, let's torture the guy emotionally, but dead is too easy, so let's call a kris for the chick we've stuck with watching Angel." Because dead was apparently too easy for her too.
She booted up, logged in, and checked the date and time. "Monday morning? I still have quizzes to write! Damn it."
OOC: Open to interaction if you're Methos, or feel like knocking on the door.
