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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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capt_harkness
2009-06-17 06:51 pm UTC (link)

There had to be a porno like this: dashing man and two women, both getting high and giggling. And if there wasn't, he was about to live it -- not that Jack was complaining in the slightest, however. "I did say you ladies were attractive," Jack repeated, eyes sliding to Shannon. He pointed playfully, attempting an accusatory tone with her. "And here I thought you liked it when I hit on you. Foreshame, woe, and you have cut me to my very core." Jack tossed his head back, hand against his forehead. "However shall I live?"

He stepped into the room and held his hand out for the joint. Wouldn't be the first, wouldn't be the last, and it wasn't like it'd really affect him either so what was the harm?

"I'm going to save your lives?" Jack asked, lifting a brow. "Outside of getting out of this place, what do I have to save you from. The horrors of pot?" He took a drag on the offered joint, handing it back to Shannon, smoke held in his mouth before he released it. "See? Some of us can hold our smoke," He said, hopping up on the sill beside Jenny.

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