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fandomtownies2005-10-29 11:21 am
suzotchka.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomtownies2005-10-29 11:21 am
Early Saturday Morning at the White Star
[[G'Kar-mun is a jerk and actually went to bed at a reasonable hour. Jerk.]]
Ivanova is awoken by some fairly loud clatterings and scrapings and is awake almost instantly. She rolls out of bed, palming a PPG as he feet find slippers. Armed and fluffy, she pads through the darkened corridors of the White Star until she reaches the entrance hatch and the source of the noise. Stealthily she instructs the door to open without extending the ramp. It hisses open abruptly and she jumps out, PPG up and out, pointing directly at Zathras' slowly blinking lamp-like eyes. He shakes his head and mutters. "Always pointing weapons at poor Zathras. Zathras go here, go there, everywhere no one welcome Zathras . . ."
Ivanova tucks the PPG into a pocket of her robe with an apologetic wince. "Sorry, Zathras, I -"
"I am not Zathras!" Zathras said, sticking a dirty finger in her face. "I am Zathras."
"Right," Ivanova nodded. "I just heard - oof!"
Ivanova abruptly found herself two feet off the ground and her ribs slowly being crushed in a bonebreaking hug as G'Kar scoops her up and swings her around. "Susan! My dear, how wonderful to see you!"
"G'Kar . . *wheeze* I just saw you . . . two weeks ago . . ." her eyes are watering. "Down . . . please . . ."
"It seemed too long!" he exclaims joyfully. "My apologies for being late. Something unavoidably unavoidable came up. And then there was a bit of confusion over the sign on the roof of that large building . . . Zathras wanted to land there, but I told him you had instructed us to meet at the White Star . . ." He trails off, beaming over Zathras' mutters of, "Not Zathras, Zathras . . ." "But I'm here now and I must say I am greatly looking forward to this weekend!"
Ivanova nods. Oh god, what have I gotten myself into? "Well you still have to go up to the school to register . . ." She yawns and rubs her eyes. "Come in. I need to shower and coffee. I mean, get dressed and make coffee." She yawns again and disappears back into the ship.
[[We're setting off towards the school. Early risers come and play with us!]]
Ivanova is awoken by some fairly loud clatterings and scrapings and is awake almost instantly. She rolls out of bed, palming a PPG as he feet find slippers. Armed and fluffy, she pads through the darkened corridors of the White Star until she reaches the entrance hatch and the source of the noise. Stealthily she instructs the door to open without extending the ramp. It hisses open abruptly and she jumps out, PPG up and out, pointing directly at Zathras' slowly blinking lamp-like eyes. He shakes his head and mutters. "Always pointing weapons at poor Zathras. Zathras go here, go there, everywhere no one welcome Zathras . . ."
Ivanova tucks the PPG into a pocket of her robe with an apologetic wince. "Sorry, Zathras, I -"
"I am not Zathras!" Zathras said, sticking a dirty finger in her face. "I am Zathras."
"Right," Ivanova nodded. "I just heard - oof!"
Ivanova abruptly found herself two feet off the ground and her ribs slowly being crushed in a bonebreaking hug as G'Kar scoops her up and swings her around. "Susan! My dear, how wonderful to see you!"
"G'Kar . . *wheeze* I just saw you . . . two weeks ago . . ." her eyes are watering. "Down . . . please . . ."
"It seemed too long!" he exclaims joyfully. "My apologies for being late. Something unavoidably unavoidable came up. And then there was a bit of confusion over the sign on the roof of that large building . . . Zathras wanted to land there, but I told him you had instructed us to meet at the White Star . . ." He trails off, beaming over Zathras' mutters of, "Not Zathras, Zathras . . ." "But I'm here now and I must say I am greatly looking forward to this weekend!"
Ivanova nods. Oh god, what have I gotten myself into? "Well you still have to go up to the school to register . . ." She yawns and rubs her eyes. "Come in. I need to shower and coffee. I mean, get dressed and make coffee." She yawns again and disappears back into the ship.
[[We're setting off towards the school. Early risers come and play with us!]]
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