Friday Back Home, out in the Park near the TARDIS

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

The final assessment went well. Except for the memory loss, and the cast on her ankle, she was making a fine recovery. Adam came to get her and brought her home. She was eager to take a shower with her own soaps, and dress in her own clothes. It was a gorgeous day in Fandom. Most of the snow melted away in the bright sunshine. With a little help she took one of Ten's chairs and a little table and set herself up outside, enjoying the fresh air. It was good to be home.

[[come reintroduce yourself!]]

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

After visiting Red (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/482559.html?thread=19139327#t19139327), Cameron headed back to the school. Deciding he might as well take advantage of being outside, he went for a jog through the park. "Morning, professor." He greeted as he passed by CJ.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Smiling and waving was getting her through most of these awkward moments, so she stuck with that. Hand up, she desperately tried to put a name to this face, and found nothing.

"Morning...you."


[[SO sry, crash galore. back on now!]]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Cameron Mitchell, ma'am." Cameron said, deciding that she really had been too drunk to remember.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Offering her hand, she smiles. "Cameron. I'm CJ Cregg. It's lovely to meet you." She crosses her legs, letting her cast dangle. The edge of her stitches barely peek out from beneath her hairline, where her bangs have been meticulously styled to hide the site.

"Unless we've met before, of course."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Uh, once." Cameron frowns as he shakes her hand, he looks a bit confused.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Wanna sit down? Fill me in?" She motions to another lawn chair leaning against the TARDIS. "I should probably catch up all I can before I have to pretend I know how to teach, right?" She laughs softly and picks up her mug. "Cameron." The last isn't addressed to him at all, she closes her eyes and commits him to memory.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Okay, this is weird but then a lot of things are in Fandom. Cameron takes a seat and frowns. "I'm afraid I'm not following, ma'am."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"I got in a car accident, hon. I've kind of...lost some of the last four months. Some meaning most. So, I need caught up, see? It's not so bad, really. Adam said it'd be an adventure." She smiles softly, "So...where do I know you from? School?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron grimaced. First Jack, now CJ. Seemed like a new trend was hitting Fandom. "I'm sorry to hear that," he said sincerely.

"I don't really know you, I'm afraid. We met once when I was out jogging with Sheppard and we walked you home, but that's pretty much it."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Ok, good start. I know this is home..." she waves to the TARDIS, "and now I know you're into jogging. So who is Sheppard? That's a name, right? Not a job?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"John Sheppard, I think he's in your class. He's another student tat the school." Cameron explained.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"He was in my class?" she sighs. "Why did you walk me home?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Uh," Cameron blushed a bit. "We er... You seemed to be a bit... tipsy."

early afternoon

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Loz had already left to get the parts, not due back until Monday. Kadaj and Yazoo had started on the car and made an interesting discovery.

Tucked away in the back beneath the passenger's seat was a small box. They took one look at the note and realized they should probably get this back to CJ.

Leaving Kadaj to keep working, Yazoo took the box and went to the blue box in the park.

Driving up on his bike, he could see his job would be much simpler with CJ sitting out front. He parked and, holding the box in one hand, walked to her and smiled. "Hey."

Re: early afternoon

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Smiling and waving, she motions him closer. "Hey! I'm so happy to see you Yazoo!"

Re: early afternoon

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"Feeling better?" he asked. Looking at the ground next to her feet, he sat down when he was satisifed he wasn't going to end up sitting 'in' anything.

Re: early afternoon

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"I am. It's a gorgeous day, it's a sweet little town, and I have coffee and friends and a chair..." her eyes dart over by the TARDIS where one leans against it, "for said friend." She smiles softly. "What did you bring?"

Re: early afternoon

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

Yazoo looked down at the box in his hand and held it out to her. "Actually, we found it in your car. It's for a 'Ten'?"

Re: early afternoon

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Holding out her hand, she takes the box. "You did? It's for Ten?"

Re: early afternoon

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

He shrugged. "That's what the note said. We had to look." Once she took the box he rested his arms on bended knees. "It's very nice."

Re: early afternoon

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Opening the box, she smiles. "It is nice. I have great taste, huh?" she laughs softly and picks out the card to read it. Clearly her handwriting, her gaze softens and the faintest smile palys on her lips. "I was really in love with him. I mean, I am, but...wow." She reads the note several times before tucking it in the box. "Thank you, Yazoo."

Re: early afternoon

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"That's for this holiday, right?" He tilted his head. Yazoo had been reading a bit on it but reading and witnessing were two different experiences.

Re: early afternoon

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"Yes. For Christmas. You boys don't know about Christmas, do you?" It's less of a question than a statement, but she won't push it on him if he isn't interested.

Re: early afternoon

[ac-brothers.livejournal.com]

"No," he said. "I've read about it and know its about some holy man's birth and this ties in with the god and the mother that most religious belief seems to center around." His fingers combed through the grass. "I'm not sure where that Claus man fits in. He doesn't seem so holy to me."

Re: early afternoon

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

"He's a whole different section, dating back to pagan traditions being integrated and swallowed up by the church. Except now he's the secular face...that means not church or faith based...Santa Claus is a story we tell children about why they get presents. Do you know about the Magi? The Three Wise Men?" she sips her coffee and settles into her seat.