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

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!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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dont_f_withme
2009-06-04 01:09 am UTC (link)

She watched Jack drag Shannon toward her and that was too funny for her not to laugh about. He was a good sport but Shannon wasn't all that heavy. She couldn't be with that figure. Jenny sat in a pile of her skirt and reached up for the pot she'd rested on the windowsill as they advanced. She was split in two as she took another drag, choking it down a bit more easily than she had before and blowing it out in a perfect ring. Both scared and amused. Giggly and terrified.

Jenny let Shannon pull her up, giggling as she flopped against the other girl. Momentarily Jenny felt a surge of electricity as her body met Shannon's but then she was tumbling into Jack too in a whirl of skirts and hair. She couldn't stop laughing even though part of her was seriously terrified that this Jack was the same Jack as yesterday and that he was going to get her hurt the way the other one had. The scratches still visible on her left arm from where she'd fallen into the broken branch.

"Jack, hi. No, we haven't met I don't think. Have we? You're not a clone, right?" she asked and tried not to look up into his eyes. Looking up when you were chest to chest with a man was just an invitation for a kiss, wasn't it? She didn't want to be kissed, did she?

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capt_harkness
2009-06-04 01:22 am UTC (link)

Really, what Jack wouldn't give for any sort of recording device right about now. His eyes flicked towards his left wrist and he sighed. Given enough time he might be able to fashion it working, but that didn't do him any bit of good right then and there, did it? "Super pot?" Jack asked with a raised eyebrow. "Does that come complete with tights and a cape?"

The more he thought, the more he realised that had Jenny met him before now, it had to be the clone. Again, damage the damned things had done. Jack grumbled under his breath, muttering a few choice obsceniteds while he looked back and forth between the two very stoned girls. Wait, even better than a video camera: put them up some where and start charging admission. He could make a veritable fortune before the week was out.

Jenny's laughter seemed odd somehow and not in the "I'm as high as a kite and therefore everything is fucking hilarious" sort of way. It had to be the clone -- no matter what the thing had said, it had been an absolute menace. Jack looked at Jenny and shook his head slowly. "I can assure you I'm not the clone. Which, while is something the clone would say to get you to believe him, I promise you I'm the genuine article." He carefully snaked an arm around Jenny's waist for the express purpose of keeping her from falling yet again. "You sure you're all right?" Jack asked, eyes falling on the bag, then back at Jenny and Shannon. "And I can assure you we haven't met. I'd remember your face."

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