Janis (she's really brave, even when she's crying) (efflux) wrote in gen_m_logs, @ 2008-07-01 19:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | david samson, jack murdock, janis jones |
log: Janis, Jack, and Dave (part 1)
Who: Janis Jones, Jack Murdock, David Samson, and Some Mounties
What: Hulk go to Canada! Dave is under suspicion by the Canadians of being the Wendigo! Janis calls the Samson home and finds out Dave's location. She recruits Jack to help her find Dave! They succeed, but they have to convince the mounties that Dave can go home with them.
When: Sunday evening. On Monday, they arrived home-- just in time for Canada Day today! WOO!
Where: Mildred, Saskatchewan!
Warnings: It's kind of long? It's so long, IJ didn't let me post it on one part. Gosh. Uh. THIS IS PART ONE.
Janis hung up with Jen & Len (heh) and immediately ran off to Jack's room. There's a very good reason for that. He's Dave's friend, he's --well, he's here! Janis feels like he might be the only one to help her out.
Running up, skidding to a stop and banging on Jack's door, "Jack! Jack!"
Whoa! Knocking! Not necessary! ----Sort of necessary. But banging? No. That scares the snot out of Jack and he leaps up from his computer chair to get to her. Door opens, Jack sticks his head out. "What?!" A little more sharply than intended. He's startled, is all. Startled and not wanting to be bothered. But it seems awful important, doesn't it? More gently: "Janis. What."
Gosh he's tall. Janis grabs the front of his shirt-- oops-- then lets it go. "Sasquatchland!"
Right, because that clears it up. "Excuse me?"
"I know where Dave is! We gotta go get him!" Listen to her! She knows what's up!
"Oh----Oh, my God." Jack opens the door, takes a look around the room. He's in pajamas. Sort of. Boxers and a t-shirt. "Wh... okay. Okay, so we're going, right? We're getting out of here and we're going to go get him." He assumes that's what 'we gotta go get him' means. And fuck all if he doesn't need a vacation. "Where is he?" He grabs his jeans off the floor, tugs them over his boxers. "We can take my car----"
"Canada! NO time!" Janis walks into Jack's room and starts rifling through his closet. Ooh, she's taking this sweatshirt. "I'm going to borrow this. It's Canada.. there's snow there, right?"
"I ... don't know, I've never been to Canada. Is there snow in June in Canada? Wait----wait, Canada? Where in Canada?" Jack's just thinking that Dave went straight north to Quebec or something.
"Mildred? No idea, it's in the Saskatchewan." Ooh, these are neat boots. Way too big. "Are you ready? Look, meet me in Dave's room." She's gotta go find his wallet.
"Saskatchewan?" How the hell did Dave end up there? The fuck? Jack goes to his closet, ushers her away. This is his closet, thanks! Stop rifling through his stuff! "I can toss a bag together, this might take a while, uh... change of clothes? Hey. Look. I'll put a bunch of stuff together and you can wear it, too, if you have to, if you don't have your own stuff, I guess we've got to get out of here, like, yesterday. Which means we're late. So go to his room, I'll meet you there in five." He's already grabbing a duffel bag and throwing shirts into it.
Janis scampers out of the room. She gets to Dave's room-- aha, no door! This isn't breaking and entering. His briefcase is just sitting there, and she assumes that's his version of a purse, so his wallet should be in there. Surely this is how he would want it. She gets his credit card and uses his laptop to get some transportation to Canada. She checks the local news in Saskatchewan, hoping she doesn't see that the whole town is a wreck. Monster Sightings? Shit. Maybe she should let the Samsons deal with this. Then again? Doc Samson isn't really going to comfort his son. She may or may not be peeking around Dave's room when Jack's five minutes are up.
Jack's there right on time. He's honest and punctual-----actually, by his rules, he's actually late, because he's normally painfully early to everything because he has problems measuring time. Better early than late, and he's rushing to the room as if he's late. "Okay, so, I got ... a bunch of clothes, extra shoes, my wallet, my cell, a Swiss army knife, some snacks, what else do we----are you snooping while Dave's not here?"
"What! No!" Yes! Very much so! "Ready?"
Oh. Oh, yeah. Jack is soooooo ready to get the fuck out of here. "You have no idea."