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Claudia Donovan ([personal profile] notmyownage) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2010-12-06 02:09 pm
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Book Haven, Monday

Claudia had been dogged all the way to work with the weirdest sensation that she was being followed -- but hadn't spotted anything any time she turned to look.

There might have been the occasional giggle when she turned back around to keep walking, but she was really hoping that was her imagination.

Either way, she was on edge as she manned the checkout desk at Book Haven, today, wondering if she'd get bitten by gremlins while shelving books or dive bombed by flying carnivorous snapping turtles on her way home.

She wished she had her drill. She decided she wasn't going to go anywhere without her tool belt until whatever the heck was going on this time went away.

Book Haven was open.
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[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Scully had heard last night's podcast by now, so was stopping by the bookstore to check on Claudia.

"Did you hear Radio last night?" she asked, pushing open the door to the shop.
notmyownage: (*is confused*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Claudia frowned, tilting her head to watch the street behind Scully until the door closed. "No, I almost never listen to it. But there's definitely something going on."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"It said five people were taken by goblins," Scully reported, checking over her shoulder. "I took a rickshaw to get here. Just in case."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Goblins." Great. She'd almost prefer the flying turtles. "That might explain the giggling on my way here."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Giggling?" She shivered, putting her hand on her gun. "Right. You don't mind if I hang out here as an escort, right?" She paused, then facepalmed at how that sounded.
notmyownage: (*is determined*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Claudia decided to pretend she didn't notice. "Hey, means I get to know you get back safe, too."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Scully recovered, her face still red but no other indication of embarrassment. "Good. I suppose there'll be a meeting about this tomorrow with Reserves." She bit her lip. "Maybe people will turn up by then? Maybe this is a one day... or two day. Thing."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah." And maybe they'd been sucked down to an underwater hell. By . . . goblins. "Man, I'm so gonna need my drill."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I wish I could even disagree," Scully said, then yawned. Blinked. Shook her head. "And listen to Radio for news tonight."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
Claudia nodded. "Guess I should try to remember to do that more often, huh?"

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Most of the time it's just gossip. I only check in about once a week," Scully admitted, feeling guilty. "But there are podcasts to check, if something weird starts happening. That helps." She sighed and leaned against the counter, eyelids drooping.
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Which apparently keeps you up at night. You okay?"

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"It's strange; I feel so sleepy." Scully yawned again, then shook herself. "Don't know why. I got rest last night...." YAWN.
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, yeah, this totally wasn't like Scully. "Dude, please tell me you didn't get bit by something." Claudia skirted around the counter. Millie kept hot beverages in ready supply, and she poured a big cup of coffee. "Here, get some caffeine in you."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Caffiene. Caffeeeine," Scully said, slapping herself lightly, and squinting her eyes in thought. "No. No bites. I don't remember breathing anything funny or that smelled different. Um." She frowned, trying to remember. "I was fine when I left the dorm, though, not even a little sleepy..."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
"So . . . totally normal day? You didn't, like, get a weird package or step in something funky, or anything?"

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
"No, no packages, nothing weird to drink. Stopped by the cafe on the way here, had an early lunch-- well, mostly dessert. Peach cobbler. It was delicious." Scully's eyes were at half-mast now, and she shook her head slowly. "And the stupid giggling on the rickshaw roof."
notmyownage: (*goes "uhhhh"*)

[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, well, I got the giggling on the way here, and I'm not sleepy." Though she was fighting back yawns just watching Scully. Shut up, those were contagious, anyway. "Lunch wasn't turkey, was it? 'Cause that sleepy turkey chemical's like, totally a myth, but I wouldn't put it past Fandom to take it literally. . . ."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a very anthro-po-mor-phic place," Scully answered seriously, chin on her hand. Eyes shut. Mumbling. "You say it, it happens... No turkey. No..."
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, hey, no sleeping." Claudia tapped at Scully's shoulder. "Come on, up and at 'em. You say it, it happens. No sleeping."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"No sleeping," Scully repeated, straightening. Her eyes stayed shut, though. "No sleeping. No sleeping. No sleep--" Yawn "--ing."

And with a slump, Scully was on the floor. Lightly snoring.
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"No, no, Scully --" Claudia made an unsuccessful attempt to catch Scully on the way down, but when the girl went boneless, there was no holding on. She groaned. "I'm so telling on you to Mulder." She reached over to tap at Scully's cheek. "Hey. Hey. Wake up. Aliens are attacking."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Scully batted at Claudia's hand, and a muttered, "Whuzzat?" escaped her. Her eyes fluttered. And she went even more limp, seeming perfectly comfortable to be dead asleep on the floor.
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[personal profile] notmyownage 2010-12-07 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
Claudia had been sure that would do it. She sat back, looking her friend over for a moment.

"Oh, you're so owing me for this." She grabbed her things, put a sign up reading 'closed for narcolepsy', then leaned out the door to hail a rickshaw.

Something giggled from above the doorway.

"Oh you shut up," Claudia told it.

Then she went back to grab Scully's hands and start dragging her towards the door.

"You know," she grumbled. "When I occasionally imagine getting you into bed, this is not what I'm thinking of."

[identity profile] showmetheproof.livejournal.com 2010-12-07 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
Scully would've had a comeback, but she was somewhat absent (http://community.livejournal.com/fh_adventures/4309.html?thread=677077#t677077), and so contented herself with a very lady-like snore.

Somewhere, Mulder felt the urge to take pictures.
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