Skull 001: Temperance Brennan :: Intro post [Video]

[betterwithbones]

[Having found her blackberry fairly quickly, Bones switches on the camera rather hesitantly. Pushing her hair out of her face, she adjusts her sitting position - the school uniform was comfortable, but she still wasn't exactly used to going back to such conformative clothing. When the screen showed it was filming, she clears her throat]

Okay, I don'

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[sands_in_mexico]

[Sheldon tears out of his room, his device in hand and turned off, his highly polished shoes pounded the wood floor, backpack slung over his shoulder. His uniform was a Class A Army academy uniform complete with ribbons, medals and white gloves.]

Dammit!

[The agent in him hated being here, the kid in him wanted to put a pipe bomb in the ventilation and the soldier in him wanted the place blown sky high.]

[In person]

[betterwithbones]

[As she leaves her room to investigate her new surroundings further, Bones notices someone heading down the corridor, heading in her direction. hoping it's someone who knows what's going on, she starts towards him]

Hey! Do you know where we are?

[In person]

[sands_in_mexico]

[Sheldon skids to a halt and nearly hits the wall. His shoes didn't have a lot of traction and thank God for good balance.]

Yeah. We're in Hell.

[His gloved hand plucks at the green material of his lapel.]

I'm wearing my old academy uniform and I'm about to find out why.

[The patch facing Bones says, "Fort Bragg Juvenile Academy" with a castle and two rifles crossed above the castle three finger's width above the sergeant stripes.]

And from the look of things, we're in the dorms.

[In person]

[betterwithbones]

[She thought it a little odd that a man his age would be wearing a 'Juvenile academy' uniform, but she then remembered her own clothing, and held her tongue on that note]

I got that much, but where am I? As in, where is this place? The last thing I remember was falling asleep in the lab and waking up here - am I even still in Washington?

[In Person]

[sands_in_mexico]

I don't think so. You're guess is as good as mine. I'm thinking....drug induced hallucination with a hint of precognitive suggestion. Last I knew, I was in Mexico working a mission. Now, I'm living my high school nightmare.

[His brow is furrowed and he doesn't look happy at all.]

[In Person]

[betterwithbones]

[She sighs in frustration]

That sounds promising..

[She holds out her hand]

Dr. Temperance Brennan, but people tend to call me Bones.

[In Person]

[sands_in_mexico]

[He gives a lopsided grin and a slight tilt to his head.]

I never said it was a great answer. Best guess.

[He takes her hand and gives a firm shake.]

Sheldon Sands.

[He removes his hand and starts walking slowly through the hall.]

So when did you arrive?

[In Person]

[betterwithbones]

[She returns his smile, and slips her hands into her pockets as they walk]

Just now actually - have you been here long?

[In Person]

[sands_in_mexico]

Same.

[He gives a whistle and tries to sort through his thoughts.]

It's freaky. One minute I'm in Mexico talking to the bitch of my nightmares and the next I wake up and forced back into a uniform only it wasn't the one I signed my life away to obtain. At least that one was a choice.

[He pulls out his schedule and glances at it before he shoves it into his pocket.]

I don't see why we have to go through high school again. I hated the drama llamas.

[In Person]

[betterwithbones]

I don't know either - why would anyone want to send a group of strangers to 'high school'? If this even is a school...

The last thing I remember was being in the lab where I work - how were we even brought here?

[Realising she's asking a lot of questions to someone who can't give her answers, she stops herself from asking anymore - about the house anyway]

So...why were you in Mexico?

[In Person]

[sands_in_mexico]

The same reason that you work in a lab. I was working.

[It's not like telling her would cause any threat to the order of things but he didn't want to take that chance either, unless she asks for specifics.]

You know, I'm still not sure how I got here myself. I was drugged, then I woke up. I'm hallucinating but that doesn't explain why you're here....and why this place feels so real.

Uh...never mind. I'm nuts. Don't pay any attention to the man in the green uniform that's forced to live out a high school nightmare. He doesn't exist.

[Sheldon smirked.]

Amazing how the ploy of one conspiracy rolls into the next in a never-ending cycle of over dramatized conspiracy theories and over played Roswell rags. I work for the C.I.A. but don't tell the principal. He may think I'm gunning for his job and steal his Mercedes.

[In Person]

[betterwithbones]

[She glances at him when he mentions the CIA]

The C.I.A? I work with the FBI - perhaps there's a link? I mean, it doesn't answer too much, but it could be a clue as to why we're here..

[In Person]

[sands_in_mexico]

Seems like it. What class are you? A or B?

[In Person]

[betterwithbones]

[She pulls out her own schedule and looks it over]

Class A apparently - you?

[In Person]

[sands_in_mexico]

A. So much for the separation theory.

[In Person]

[betterwithbones]

[She gives a small smile]

I guess so