fandomtownies | Early this morning...

Evelyn nods.

"I know where you live, I can take you there." She looks at Callisto, whom she knows from her Magic, Myth and Manipulation class. She smiles at her, then looks back at Daniel. "Sir, your leg?"

Yes, so if she does develop a crush, she would never say anything because she loves Janet, so she would be the perfect one to give helpful advice to him about apologizing. Having found him like this, she no longer wants to slap him silly.

"My leg? Ah, yes. It's just a slight twist of the ankle; I slipped on some ice. I'll be fine, once I get back home."

~~And Daniel will be totally oblivious, because he is useless like that. And he is glad that she no longer wants to slap him silly~~

[ooc: And mun needs to check her log-ins, damnit!]

Evelyn nods and continues to walk with him to his place. "We've been worried about you."

~~She will definitely help him where Janet is concerned.~~

"Ah, believe me, I had no intention of worrying anyone," he says, trying not to limp in front of her.

~~That's good, because he's probably going to need a lot of help~~

Evelyn glances at him.

"Sir, what happened?" Her tone doesn't leave much in the way of him refusing. "You might as well tell me so I don't annoy the hell out of you about it. Besides, think of this as a rehearsal for telling ~~Janet~~ everyone else."

He sighs. "I was contacted by a government agency called the NID, who wanted me to do some work for them. When I refused, they took matters into their own hands and forcibly brought me in."

Evelyn's face betrays her anger. Trying to force her ~~god~~ favorite teacher into doing something against his will? Where was an open grave and a zombie when you needed them?

She shakes that last thought away. "They kidnapped you and beat you because you refused them? Why are these people not in ~~a haunted tomb~~ jail?"

"Unfortunately there's a problem with rogue cells within the organization. They believe that what they are doing is right ~~for them~~, and that they should facilitate their operations by any means possible."

[ooc: I lose at html]

Evelyn does not for an instant think about how hard it would be to trap these people in a pyramid and leave beetles there with them. Nope, not once.

"Can anything be done to stop them from doing this to you again?"

[[OOC: But you win at Daniel.]]

"I'll be letting my former employers know what happened, so I'm sure they'll be on the case soon enough," he says. "Other than that, I'm afraid there's not much more that I can do."

[ooc: Hee, thanks! *bg*]

But there's a lot Evelyn can do.

"Should someone here be made aware of this threat to you, Professor Jackson? I would hate to have to ~~summon a zombie mummy to retrieve you~~ see this happen to you again." Evelyn sighs. "Also...Janet...there is going to be tension there."

"Trust me when I say that my former employer will be more than adequate," he says, almost managing a grin, which disappears at the mention of Janet. "I need to send her flowers. As soon as we get in the door... well, and I find my spare glasses."

Evelyn nods.

"And pants. Pants would definitely be in order ~~unfortunately~~. You find pants and I'll find your glasses." She smiles. "I'll help with Janet. If I tell her how I found you, she'll more than likely forgive you for not being there when the alien parasite took control of her."

~~Oh yes, helpful Evie.~~

He looks down at himself. "Ah, yes. Pants would certainly be a good idea."

Daniel looks at Evelyn in shock, standing dead still. "Alien parasite?" he asks, his voice choked.

Evelyn nods.

"She's alright, Sam and Jack and Kawalsky and a lot of others helped free her from some alien parasite that had taken her over and made instant slaves of all of the boys."

"Instant slaves of all the boys..."

His voice trails off, and he is suddenly shockingly pale.

Evelyn looks at Daniel in confusion.

"Sir...she's okay." She frowns. "Maybe you should explain these things to me so I know?"

"She's okay? You're sure she's okay?"

He sighs.

"Evelyn, I promise that I will explain it to you, classified or not. But let's do it when I'm wearing pants and have coffee in front of me, okay?"

Evelyn nods. "We'll get you dressed and find some caffeine. I don't think Classified really counts around here."

"I need to send the flowers too," he protests, as they reach the door to his apartment.

He immediately reaches down for his keys, and then blushes.

Evelyn smiles at him and pulls out a hair pin.

"My scoundrel of a brother taught me this."

She picks the lock and then pushes the door open. "After you, sir."

Daniel grins. "Sam's tried to teach me how to pick locks, but I've not got very far."

He pushes the door open to reveal a living room full of books and papers and artifacts and coffee cups everywhere.

Evelyn follows him. "I had to learn because he kept locking me in places."

"Ah, yes, I can see why it would be a useful skill to learn." He waves in the direction of the bedroom. "I'm, ah, going to get some clothes on. Make yourself at home."

~~That's so dangerous~~

Evelyn nods as he goes to get dressed and starts looking through his books and papers. She finds something that catches her interest and mind and gets lost in what she is reading.

[[OOC: Can we assume that she stumbled onto something very interesting and mind-engaging?]]

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