http://memberslonely.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] memberslonely.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2009-03-26 12:02 pm
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Stark Industries: Thursday

Lindsay was trying to catch up on some of her e-mails today. One was from Jill chastising her for not writing. The other one was from Claire chastising her for not calling. The last one was from Cindy bemoaning the fact that she had gone behind the police tape again in search of a story and got arrested. Again.

Lindsay sighed and typed out a quick e-mail to all three of her friends

To: Jill, Claire & Cindy
From: Lindsay Boxer
Subject: Re: Where the hell have you been?

Guys,

Sorry I haven't written. Been busy fighting off winged harpies and learning to cross stitch.

More later,

-L

PS: No I'm not on drugs.


That ought to make their brains hurt.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 05:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Ronon made his way to Lindsay's desk with a very serious look on his face. "I need help."

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
It was terrible. Really. "They're selling me and I gotta have a lunch basket ready."

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Ronon sighed and sat down. "The cheerleaders. They decided on some auction thing." Likely while he was ignoring them during practice. Details. "An' they're selling me and some basket lunch I've gotta make."

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is," he said, batting at the paper. "There's no microwave."

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
She had good ideas, he figured he could do that. "The students," he answered with an eyeroll. "It's gonna be fun, apparently." Not Ronon's type of fun.

[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I should make you chaperone," he teased.

[identity profile] not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Lindsay," Tony greeted her, heading down for the lab.

[identity profile] not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
Tony thought that over for a good minute before nodding. "Pepper."

[identity profile] not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
"...I pick the products we produce." Now. Now he did. "And design them, Miss Boxer."

[identity profile] not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Tinkering?" Tony paused, turning to face her. "This isn't a product for sale."

[identity profile] not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Because it's the reason I'm alive," Tony replied flippantly. Just that easy. He turned to start checking over the repulsors.

[identity profile] not-ironmaiden.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"You know I was kidnapped. How do you think I got out of there?"