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multiplez ([personal profile] multiplez) wrote2006-06-06 10:29 pm

Late Tuesday Night, Dorm Computer Lab

To: anubiscruger@spacepatroldelta.gov
From: elizabeth.delgado@fandomhigh.net
Subject: Checking In

Sir,

I am taking classes in First Aid, Karate, and Scoobying, which seems to be a sort of slang term for teamwork. I hope these choices meet with your approval. I have met my roommate, who seems to be a nice young woman, and survived two weeks in cabins (They have mosquitos here, sir. It was terrible.).

Also, Cadet Carson is a ferret and I swear that this is in no way my fault. He's a very cute ferret, though. If that helps.

Sincerely,
Cadet Delgado

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
Parker stopped by the computer lab to download some files Angelo had sent her-- knowing him, there might be a lot of useful stuff or a totally insane and annoying program in there, and she wasn't willing to risk her laptop. "Hey, Z. How goes it?" she asked, typing in her password.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"For what?" Parker asked idly, then started laughing as Angelo's latest file downloaded.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Parker got her breath back, then asked, "How can they possibly blame you for that? He was in the woods with his boyfriend when it happened."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
Parker boggled at her a bit. "Because it's no one's fault, it just kind of happened? And I would assume your superiors would recognize that? I hope." Not everyone can run the world like the Centre is run, after all.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Parker blinked at Z for a moment, then said, "Right, then. In that case, you do the only thing you can: lie like a rug."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
"It might even be true! Since Xander still has no idea what happened."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Yay!" Parker grinned, then snickered again. "Want to see something funny? Well, funnier if you knew the people involved."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Who? And no." Parker hit the play button again, and then Angelo's twisted brilliance started up.

I'm on tonight
You know my hips don't lie
And I'm starting to feel it's right
All the attraction, the tension
Don't you see baby, this is perfection


Okay, so no-one at the Centre would dance in the middle of a hallway. It just looked like they did, thanks to the miracles of video technology. Dancing at the watercooler. Dancing in the lunchroom. And Mr. Raines, dancing in and out of an elevator with his oxygen tank.

Parker was giggling way too much.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Mr. Raines. And yes, creeeepy. He's head of one of the research divisions at my father's company." Parker's still giggling. "A friend who sort of interns hacked all the security cameras, it looks like. And then decided to get editorial with the footage. God, I owe him CocoPuffs for this."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Who's that from?" Parker asked, refraining from just reading over Z's shoulder. Even though she wanted to.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
"What did he forget? Oh, and you never said who Sydney Whatsherface is." Parker was making a copy of the video for her personal archive, just in case something happened to it. Because damn, she needed that laugh.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
Parker blinked at the first part, then tilted her head at the second. "Okay, so, can she multiply herself the way you can? I'm not seeing how it's possible to be All That without it. And maybe your commander has Alzheimer's?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-06-07 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
"At least he's not blaming you for Bridge, it sounds like." Parker shook her head. "Right. I'm going back to my room, and emailing the mad genius from there. Talk to you later, Z."