Garret J. Foss (cant_touchthis) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2010-03-09 23:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | astrid, garret |
Tuesday April 15th 2008
Who: Garret and Astrid
What: Picking up... Trekkie strays?
Where: The tunnels
When: Late Tuesday/Early Wednesday
Rating: PG probably
Garret was walking his rounds, mostly just swinging his flashlight around and whistling. Yes, he was security, but as fasr as places went, it seemed this school was either completely placid or up in chaos, no manner of inbetween. Tonight was a placid night. He'd shooed a couple of snogging preteens off to bed, but so far nothing all that interesting. Yes, there was a party going on in the tunnels tonight. And yes, underage kids might be drinking. But they were on campus, and he knew that at least some responsible people would be there, and besides, Garret had never been one to be a killjoy.
Still. Better be at least a little responsible. So Garret made his way down through the tunnels, approaching the thumping music and obvious ruckus of what could only be a killer party. He was almost jealous. After checking in with the "door guard" (some poor kid who nearly jumped out of his skin when Garret arrived, since he was supposed to be playing lookout), Garret simply did a scan of the crowd- somewhat small, but then again it was pretty darn late- and headed back up the the surface. The dorms were his next stop, because not doubt there would be drunken stragglers he'd need to usher home.
Down one of the corridors, a funny sight struck him. Someone from the Enterprise was walking his way. Head cocked to the side, he watched as... yes, that was Nurse Chapel... walked toward him in a drunken, wobbly line. The closer she got, the further his head tilted to the side, until it was almost touching his shoulder. Was that a Tribble? Huh.
"Are you... lost?" he offered, puzzled and intrigued. This was like an erotic dream he'd had once.