Room 409: Wednesday Morning

[lovechildblair]

Blair walked slowly into his room, trying very hard not to bounce. After his conversation with Nadia in the computer lab, he was determined to prove that he could pretend to be supporting The Man for a whole day. But first he had to prepare

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[janet_fraiser]

Janet narrowed her eyes. "So you believe in the right of the culture with the strength to impose their mores and belief systems to, in fact, do such a thing?" She had a million of these stored up from Daniel. "How do you feel about Dr. Jackson's class? What do you think of a school that has a teacher for magical theory?"

Possessed by a possessing thing. No doubt about it. Or possibly someone tied Blair up and made him watch infomercials for 24 hours straight. His mind may have attempted to protect itself by adopting the guise of a capitalist Republican. It was no wonkier than any of the other psychology featured on Stargate.

"You know, I think that's a very good idea," said Janet. "In fact, I think the head of the clinic is on duty today, and I think it's your solemn duty to tell him how much of a pain in the ass I've been and how he needs to supervise my work constantly from now on."

That...might get Blair killed. But it would more likely get him a really funny chewing-out from Tommy instead.

"I'll even go with you, if you feel so strongly that I shouldn't use my medical knowledge to the greatest benefit of the student body."

[lovechildblair]

"Not just any culture with strength. The American culture. We're the best country and there's just no debating that." Blair leaned forward. "Dr. Jackson is a fine teacher, if a little preoccupied by other cultures and people. It would be better if he focused more on the United States."

Blair smirked. "I'd love to go with you to the clinic, but I really need to be getting to lunch. If you'd like, I'd be happy to write a letter to the head of the clinic. Or maybe even the attorney general. I'm sure the government would be interested in hearing that the clinic allows students such as yourself to pratice medicine unsupervised."

[janet_fraiser]

"Wait a minute," said Janet, looking at Blair more closely. "Is that your thrift store suit? And write whatever the heck letter you want to Tommy. Tommy Gavin. He lives in the apartment above the clinic."

First thing she was doing after Blair left? Finding someone who made a processed-foods gift basket and sending it to his room.

[lovechildblair]

"It's..." Blair smoothed out his suit. "Yes, it is." Blair's secret mission to love The Man was coming undone. Time for plan B.

"Look at that shiny thing over there!" Blair pointed off to the side and made a break for the stairwell.

[janet_fraiser]

Janet wasn't fooled by the 'shiny thing' distraction. But she was amused enough by it that she leaned against the wall and couldn't stop laughing. Which would probably give Blair time to run away.

OOC: So hilarious. *dies giggling*

[lovechildblair]

Blair wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so he took the chance and 'snuck' downstairs.

"Whew. That was close!"

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: You rule. Let me know if you want to get Janet back for this somehow. Hee!

[lovechildblair]

[Squee! Hee, I'll have to think on that.]