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Jenny Schecter ([info]dont_f_withme) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-03 20:49:00

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Entry tags:!dropped, day 09, jack harkness, jenny schecter, location: museum, open, shannon rutherford

Day 9: Evening
Who: Jenny Schecter & Shannon Rutherford & OTA museum dwellers (quick tag posting only please)
What: Experimentation Slumber Party
When: Just after dark
Where: Museum
Rating: R (language, drugs, and other naughty things probably)
Status: Dropped

Jenny smiled widely as she sauntered up the steps to the museum front door in the pale twilight. She had, in her hand, a paper bag from the gas station. In it she'd managed to collect a few items for a fun time. Some of them she might not have normally brought or consumed, like the brick of pot and rolling papers that Sid had thankfully allowed her to have and taught her to use. Some of them were only for certain fun times like slumber parties with pot, like the munchies which were probably stale but would be delicious when they were both fiending for food.

This was going to be a seriously fun night. She hoped that she wouldn't fuck it up the way she had fucked up just about everything else she'd tried to do since she was tossed into the fray. As long as she kept her mind off her past and anything unhappy or scary, she should do fine. She could handle that, right? Besides this was Shannon. Shannon was cool and they shared enough in common that Shannon would probably understand if she slipped a little. She hoped.

With a deep breath, Jenny brushed her hand down the length of her slightly dirty tea dress, brushed the hair from her eyes and knocked on the door to the museum. She bounced a little on her heels with anticipation. She couldn't wait to get started.



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[info]capt_harkness
2009-06-04 12:54 am UTC (link)
Now this? If Jack was in possession of a camera, he would have taken pictures. Preferably with video. Jack wasn't above or below blackmail -- though it really wasn't like there was anything to gain by having incriminating photographs or videos now, was there? Jack still wasn't convinced they all weren't being observed on CCTV at all times either.

"Sorry, no water on me," Jack said, catching Shannon and slipping an arm around her waist to steady her. He coughed, waving a hand in front of his face to blow the smoke away. "Haven't heard either of you here so you couldn't have smoked that--"

He broke off abruptly seeing the look on Jenny's face. "Wait -- I haven't met you before," Jack said, frowning. "Usually it takes at least one meeting before someone has that sort of reaction." Still holding onto Shannon (Jack was wondering if he was going to be playing 'pick-up-man' tonight), he eased his way towards Jenny. "C'mere. It's okay. Just Jack. Nothing harmful about me."

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