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Tuesday

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Hey gang. I got attacked last night. At TARDIS. Ok, but bored. Come see me. <3 CJ

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The door to the TARDIS is slightly ajar, so she doesn't have to get up. She's made herself a comfy station in the parlor...foods, beverages, phone, remote, kleenex, a large empty bowl, bottles of medications, a book...everything someone who had to take a sick day would want to help them feel like they weren't just slacking from work. She has a headache, but her head looks better this morning now that it's clean. The bruising isn't so bad, and the cut has already begun to heal. She's dying for someone to talk to...since the Doctor went up to run her class.

((ooc: anyone who wants to visit is welcome))

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One of the first times Shane had seen CJ, she'd been banging her head on what looked like an old-fashioned blue phone box. Come to find out, though, thanks to overhearing Ten's discussion with Kate at her party on Sunday night, that it was actually some kind of a time/space-travel ship.

That the thought no longer struck her as strange (in fact, CJ banging her head struck Shane as slightly stranger) should have been, she supposed, a little unsettling. But she supposed that just came with the territory - literally.

With a large brown shopping bag stamped with the Perkolator emblem in her hand, Shane pokes her head into the TARDIS.

"CJ?" She calls hesitantly.

Come on in!
*she says from the couch. Her head still hurts enough that yelling is a bad idea. She hopes whoever is there heard her.*

Shaking her hair out of her eyes, Shane steps into the TARDIS, leaving the door ajar as it had been when she showed up. When she steps in, her eyes widen just slightly. It wasn't as though she'd had any hardcore expectations of what the inside of the place looked like, but... she hadn't been expecting this, surely.

Spotting CJ on the couch, Shane immediately heads over to her. "Shit, Ceej... are you okay? Can I hug you or would that be a bad?" She asks, stopping in front of the couch and placing the Perk bag on the floor at her feet.

No, sweetie...a hug would be nice. I'm just banged up. I'm glad you came over.

"I would have come even sooner, if I'd known you were in trouble," she says sincerely. Leaning over, Shane gives CJ a very careful hug and then takes a seat on the edge of the couch. "When did this happen?" She asks, brows furrowing.

I know you would have, hon. It happened yesterday. Afternoon...school had to have been out because no one found me until Ten came up looking for me. I got hit in the back of the knees...*throws her blanket aside to show off her knees, still bruised on the backsides*...and when I fell I hit my head. No real damage.

Turning her head and looking down, Shane sucks in a soft, hissing breath of sympathy. "Well, I guess they caught the guy -- err... kid... whatever -- who was doing all this," she murmurs, frown deepening.

Leaning over, she hooks her finger around the handles of the bag sitting on the floor. "In the meantime, since we didn't get to have coffee this morning," she begins. "I brought you some cocoa and croissants... picked up some magazines and a crossword book and stuff, too..."

Oh my god...Shane...*She is deeply touched, and looks just about ready to tear up...again*

You are the best girl, you know that?

Looking up from her perusal of the items in the bag, Shane blinks at her for a moment in surprise. She sits up, placing a stack of magazines in her lap, and ducks her head, shards of dark hair falling in her face. "Well... you're my friend," she says quietly, looking up to give CJ a small, bashful smile.

I'm so glad...*Smiles sweetly*...so give me the cocoa already. How was your night? Spend it with Kate?

Chuckling, Shane leans over and pulls out a tall take-out cup of cocoa and hands it over to CJ. "Careful, that's hot," she warns. "Umm, there's a couple more in here, too, for later, if you want 'em."

She pulls out a cup of coffee for herself and takes a sip, shrugging. "No, she had to go on the mainland for something. She didn't tell me what. No... last night was all about me being in exactly the wrong place at exactly the wrong time."

What happened? M? *sips her cocoa carefully*

"I actually would have been very happy to see M," Shane says ruefully. "Some asshole threw a glass bottle into Red's shop while I was in there talking to Duce and then I think the same asshole tried to set one of the employees on fire at the Perk. I had to stick around and help and wait for Rover to show up and wound up almost being late for work." She takes a sip of her coffee and sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose as she closes her eyes for a moment.

Oh my...was anyone hurt? are you ok?

"Duce is fine, I'm fine," Shane says in a calm, reassuring voice. "Hank's gonna have a bald spot for a little while and he was pretty shaken up, I think, but he'll be okay. They caught the guy and, I guess, they're holding him at the school, now, somewhere."

Huh...well that's good they caught him. I wish I knew who did this to me...but I got hit from behind. I think it was a blond student....but my brain's all fuzzy.

"I never saw who threw the bottle into the shop," Shane says, worrying at her bottom lip thoughtfully. "The kid at the Perk last night, though... his hair was sorta blond, I guess."

I wonder if it's the same kid?

*Sips her cocoa and bites into the croissant, thinking*

I wonder...have I made someone mad? Why would anyone do this?

"I don't know," she says, the pinched expression on her face letting CJ know that she knows it's not much consolation. She pulls a croissant out of the bag for herself, pulls a piece off and pops it into her mouth. "I mean... did I do something to make somebody mad?" She wonders aloud. After a moment, she frowns and looks down. "I ... I guess I did, but... M's got nothing to do with this. I know that much."

*Looks at Shane, a soft expression on her face*

No, I didn't think it was M. Maybe it's just random. Stuff like this happens in DC all the time.

*She shifts on the couch and winces, then looks at her watch.*

Oh, yeah...it's time. *She takes a big white pill out of a bottle and swallows it with some water*

I'm not used to being sore like this. Old age I guess.

"Do you want me to go? So you can get some rest?" Shane asks, jerking her thumb in the direction of the door as she leans over and places the stack of magazines on the table.

No...no, please stay. *Smiles* But if start talking crazy or fall asleep you'll have to forgive me.

*Her smile fades* Unless, you know, you want to go. I won't keep you here, I could watch soaps or talkshows or something.

"No," Shane says immediately, shaking her head. "No, no... I just meant -- I don't wanna... bother you or anything, if you should be taking it easy. That's all. "

I don't do "taking it easy" very well. I get antsy...I should be doing something.

*She sips her cocoa*

I think hell for me would be someplace where I didn't have any job...no purpose.

*She lays back*

Stay. Talk to me. I don't care about what. *She closes her eyes.*

((ooc: if Shnae's familiar with drugs, CJ' s beginning to feel kind of high))

Pursing her lips just slightly, Shane thinks for a few moments about what she can talk to CJ about. She shifts carefully off of the edge of the sofa, taking a seat on the floor next to it to give CJ more room, her cup of coffee still cradled in her hands.

Hell for me would be knowing my friends needed my help and not being able to help them..., she thinks to herself, but doesn't share the thought with CJ, not wanting to make her feel bad.

"The party was fun," she says, trying to lighten her tone a little. "I think maybe I'll have another one soon. Fewer people, though."

(ooc: Oh, yes, Shane's familiar with drugs... *nodnod*))

Oh, yeah...the party was fun. That Geoff...he wrote me a poem about tequila. *laughs* Tequila. In college we called it To Kill Ya. *She smiles, eyes still closed*

((ooc: Got class, back in a couple hours. <3))

Shane smiles as she looks up at CJ, carefully watching her as the medicine she took gradually starts to take effect.

"I don't know... I think Kate liked everybody, but... maybe the party wasn't the best way to introduce her to everyone," Shane muses aloud, lips pursed thoughtfully as she picks at the seam on her coffee cup. "I mean -- I know she liked you guys, she just... I guess she just got a little overwhelmed."

((ooc: no problem! :D))

Overwhelmed. I can see that.

*There is a long pause...she is beginning to fall asleep*

Overwhelmed. That's a big word. Sounds like Toby...Toby uses yiddish words a lot...shiksa...that's...me.

*Is out*

Having heard her begin to drop off, Shane looks up and smiles. She carefully gathers herself up off of the floor and makes sure that CJ's blanket is covering her properly.

She very quietly moves the Perk bag out of the way so that no one trips on it and then sees herself out.

[At some point, the Doctor will return to the TARDIS, looking as if he is about to pass out. After ~~hovering over CJ like a mother hen~~ checking on CJ and greeting whomever is visiting, he will collapse on his bed, snuggling with a nice, thick duvet. The door to his bedroom will remain open, and occasionally, if things are quiet, one could hear snores.]

[OOC: Methos is going to send you a VM with the pertinent info on Kenny. Listen and act on it as you will.]

((Got it. Ten will listen to it when he wakes up/I try not to die from my migraine.))

Rest. Sleep. I'm going to tone down the chaos today, because I can't keep up.

*sometime during the day after study hall, Paige's visit to the clinic and in a break with helping Angelus with the campaign stuff*

"CJ?" Beka peers around the door.

*Rousing from sleep, she looks toward the door*

Yeah, huh...Beka, baby..come in!

*She smiles and is very relaxed*

Beka smiles at a very drugged CJ. "Hey, you. Haven't seen you for a bit. You all right?"

I'm super...feelin no pain right now. Got kneecapped last night and Ten and Adam got me to the clinic. *she brushes her hair back to show off her bruise and cut*

How 'bout yerself?

"Wow. That's substantial. Glad they were able to take care of you."

She sighs.

"Wish I could say I'm feeling no pain. Been a big week. Not a great one. But things are looking up now."

What's going on? Come in, sit down and tell CJ all about it.

[OOC: And hey! That's where the text went...]

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