Mauvaise Chance Apartments

[janet_fraiser]

Janet was pounding on Methos' door. Loudly.

"You don't get to hide from me!"

OOC: Slowplay. Locked. Time to harass the ex-librarian!

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[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos rolled out of bed, scrubbed at his face, and hoped Jenny was elsewhere. He zombie-walked to the door and opened it. "Hi, Janet. Shouldn't you be pounding on Daniel's door?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Shouldn't you be prepping your classes finals?" asked Janet, walking in and sitting down.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos waved vaguely at a chair in lieu of a sarcastic, "Come on in, sit yourself down." He stumbled into the kitchen and pulled out a carton of orange juice. "I should? I should. Should I? I suppose that all I need to do is make them write an essay on what they learned in this class."

[janet_fraiser]

"That sounds easy enough to do," said Janet, waving at him cheerfully from his sofa. "And lazy enough for you. So you'll actually be there later?"

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"Sure," Methos said. Then he blinked and focused more carefully on Janet. "This isn't an attempt to pick my brain, is it?"

[janet_fraiser]

Janet rolled her eyes. "I," she said. "Studied. All semester long. I'm not particularly worried, though if you have any embarrassing personal details on historical figures that you'd like to share, I'm all ears."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos crooked an eyebrow at her. "Those weren't the details I was thinking of." Trying to recall his manners, he asked, "You want something to drink?" He began to gesture with the orange juice carton he had just drunk out of, and then frowned at it. "Um, I have... water, I think."

[janet_fraiser]

"You're such a considerate host," said Janet, giggling. "Honestly, for something that's not my specialty, I'd like to think I'm a fairly decent student of history."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker started knocking on the door about half an hour or so after Janet got there. "Open uuuuup," she sang. "Now!"

[janet_fraiser]

"Come to drag the beast from his lair?" asked Janet, opening the door. "I had the same idea." She smiled widely and stepped aside to let Parker in.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Janet. Smart of you. You!" Parker pointed at Adam, looking malevolent. "Are we having a Final, or what? And are you staying for the summer, or do we just have to assume you're disappearing into Special Collections until September?"

[janet_fraiser]

"So far he's refused to answer me about either one," said Janet. She disappeared into the kitchen to raid Methos' breakfast cereals, and came out a minute later with a bowl of sugary, artificially-colored cereal, and a spoon. I'm a cerealmodder, eek. "I say we kick him into Special Collections and don't mount a rescue expedition until September."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos mock-scowled at both of them. "Of course we're having a test. Just because I've been absent lately doesn't mean you get a free ride. And spelunking Special Collections... not a bad idea."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet stuck her tongue out at him. "We don't need a free ride. Of course, having one would be nice." She took a bite of cereal. "Are you running away for the summer?"

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos stuck his tongue back at Janet. "Not running away. Exploring Special Collections. Do you think the library will allow me in, even if I haven't been the librarian for a semester?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Aren't you supposed to be the mature one here?" asked Janet. She turned to Parker. "Theoretically, he's more mature than either of us, right?" She looked back at Methos. "I don't know. Is the library mad at you for quitting to teach history instead?"

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"If it is, I suppose I'll find out," Methos said, grinning. "I'll ask permission of Herr Wagner, since it is his domain now, but I'd love to see what's in there. And it's not like Special Collections could -- I mean, would -- kill me."

[janet_fraiser]

Janet snickered. "Maybe it'll just turn you into a newt and send Dante's older brother to eat you," said Janet.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos made a face. "Being turned into an amphibian is not on my list of things-to-do. Perhaps I'll take some sort of offering. I wonder what Special Collections like? Library paste? Note cards?"

[janet_fraiser]

"Not the bodies of library aides," said Janet. "You could bring it a new book."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't do that. They like you better than me!" Then there was a tapping, barely a rapping on his chamber door. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/805931.html=3fthread=3d31729963#t31729963)

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker pouted. "As they damn well should. Oo. Reinforcements, I hope?"

[swerval_zero]

And about fifteen minutes after Parker showed up, Zero arrived and started pounding on the door. "Open up! I know you're in there!"

[janet_fraiser]

Janet opened the door. "Please tell me he has overdue library books and you're here to mallet him."

[swerval_zero]

"Sadly, no, but I could mallet him anyway if you like. He did abandon us to a monkey."

[janet_fraiser]

"I would adore you forever if you'd mallet him for that," said Janet.

[swerval_zero]

"Done," Zero said, moving past Janet into the apartment and holding her mallet at the ready. "Professor Piiiieeersooon..."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker chuckled evilly. "I see the rear guard has arrived. Ooo, and you're armed. Good call. He's being ... himself."

[swerval_zero]

"He doesn't stay dead, you know."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"That's convenient." Parker may have sounded excessively cheerful. "That way we can kill him until he gets the message. Go to it!"

[swerval_zero]

Zero brandished her mallet. "Now hold still..."

((Third time lucky?))

[janet_fraiser]

"You deserve every instant of this, Dr. Pierson," said Janet gleefully.

OOC: Back from dance class, yay!

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Unless he pays a forfeit? Hmmm?"

[janet_fraiser]

"That would be exactly what I was thinking," said Janet. She beamed at Parker. "Brilliant idea."