Janet unlocked the door, smiling over her shoulder at Liz. She pushed it open, then tossed her purse and keys on one of the spare beds.

OOC: Locked to notcalledlizzie, and to be on the safe side, let's just say NFB.

Some time during the first half, Nadia had turned into a gremlin and bitten Janet. She'd started talking to Isabel, realized that there were Goa'uld everywhere, and run to lock herself in her room. She was rummaging through her closet, looking for anything she could use to get down the window, off the grounds, and warn the SGC. Whole-scale ( Read more... )

Janet and Liz were out walking hand-in-hand, wandering near the Preserve, and taking in the scenery while talking quietly.

OOC: Liz modded with permission. Fact of their taking a walk is OK for broadcast, but the contents of the conversation, not so much.

Janet made sure the hall was empty, then unlocked Daniel's apartment, then threw a grin over her shoulder at Liz. "Maybe we'll be able to find that dictionary while we're here," she said. "Besides, I need to get Daniel's mail, and make sure none of his artifacts have spontaneously self-destructed since he left ( Read more... )

After going to the gym and chatting with Molly, Liz, and Alanna, Janet came back to her room, lay down on her bed, her elbows propped on a pillow, and started reading.

OOC: Open for interaction. Thread with Liz is locked, and kind of nws, and while the fact of the conversation is okay, the contents are NFB. Janet has been affected by Piper's ( Read more... )

Janet and Daniel were in the cabin of their cruise ship. Janet had souvenirs piled on the bed around her. She was also kind of glaring in Daniel's general direction every once in a while, in a 'we nearly missed the boat and you would die painfully again if we had' kind of way.

OOC: Locked to the_ascended and NFB due to distance.

Janet was up early, and munched on an apple while laying in bed and reading. Coffee was brewing, but was not, as yet, done.

OOC: Open for interaction. Er, not any more, it's not. And not quite work-safe any longer.

Janet was highly embarrassed.

Staying buried underneath her blankets for the rest of the day was conceivably an option.

After all, she'd woken up as a child on Saturday, gone and jumped on the bed with Liz, and gotten into a screaming fight with Marty over whether boys or girls actually had cooties ( Read more... )

Janet woke up slowly. She was going to check out Shop Class this morning to see if it was anything she was interested in taking next year. But first, coffee and breakfast. Maybe a lot of coffee, given that she was apparently contemplating a class that required mechancial aptitude and she had none.

OOC: Open for interaction before I get myself ( Read more... )