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TO: Angelo
FROM: Parker
Subject: More sugar
Here's more sugar. Cinnamon flavor this time. Have you found out anything new? Anything at all? Let me know.
Stop giggling already. I can hear you. Yes, I can.
Parker
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TO: Angel
FROM: Parker
Subject: Callisto. Bel. Other stuff.
I tried to talk to her after I talked to you on the phone but it was remarkably similar to bashing my head against a brick wall. I highly suspect she's taking her Wings-induced bad mood out on her workshop attendees at this point. She took my shoes! For an entire morning! So, sorry. I'm not risking further hostage-taking on talking you up when you *did* goof, you doofus.
Also, I didn't tell Bel about Logan, but you might consider doing that. SOON.
You still don't need to kill Jarod. He's fine, and teaching a workshop here tomorrow. You won't need to whap Anakin over the head soon either, even though he's back and Rory says he's being an idiot. It should be okay. Callisto *did* eventually give me my boots back, after all.
And I know nothing about any Buffy Summers. Really. I'd tell you if I did. Swear.
Scritches for Sean. And eye-crossings for Logan. Every time I eat a marshmellow, I think of you. And laugh, and laugh....
- Parker
~~~~~
TO: Angela, Marty, Zero, Logan, Jake, Krycek, Angel
FROM: Parker
Subject: More departures
Hey guys. One more person won't be here when you get back-- Lorne got a gig on a children's show, and he's sold Caritas to GOB. Yeah, I know. I'm still boggling. He had a going-away party that I went to with Jarod last Friday, and I made it clear to Lorne that he needs to keep in touch or I'll track him down and hurt him. Damn, I'm going to miss that guy. For a lot of reasons. But I think he was ready to move on, and I'm not as worried about him as I used to be. Here's hoping he'll be the next Barney, only cooler.
Right. Camp. I know you're dying to know. I'm rooming with Liz, Janet, Bridgey, Callynanders, a new girl named Z (the one I mentioned who's reading Angelica Demesnes, Zero) and a new girl named Temperance. Our cabins have cold water but they also have television, which Daisy brought in. Also? He's writing baseball porn. Don't ask me why. I'm as "buh?" as anyone about it.
Looks like I'm going to be on the basketball team, which is incredibly disorganized, but fun. Except when you play against Crichton, who should only be turned into a bald albino wombat to teach him a lesson. SUCH a cheater.
Miho didn't kill anyone in Archery, no matter how hard I tried to get the new kids to ask her questions. Damnit. And First Aid was harrowing but interesting. I'm not getting into Wilderness Survival with you guys. Callisto has issues. 'Nuff said.
Tomorrow is Beach with Jarod! And then we're back at the dorms sometime after this weekend. Which ought to be interesting, after a week of pranks and marshmellows.
Wish you were all here. WRITE.
- Parker
~~~~~
TO: sydney.lavert@thecentre.org
FROM: Parker
Subject: Secrets
I'm still angry with you. You have a lot of explaining to do. But if you're going to do more than make excuses, I'm willing to listen now.
Our mutual non-existent friend is teaching a course in boating and swimming, starting tomorrow.
Here's hoping he doesn't get me drowned.
I'll talk to you this weekend.
- Parker
FROM: Parker
Subject: More sugar
Here's more sugar. Cinnamon flavor this time. Have you found out anything new? Anything at all? Let me know.
Stop giggling already. I can hear you. Yes, I can.
Parker
~~~~~
TO: Angel
FROM: Parker
Subject: Callisto. Bel. Other stuff.
I tried to talk to her after I talked to you on the phone but it was remarkably similar to bashing my head against a brick wall. I highly suspect she's taking her Wings-induced bad mood out on her workshop attendees at this point. She took my shoes! For an entire morning! So, sorry. I'm not risking further hostage-taking on talking you up when you *did* goof, you doofus.
Also, I didn't tell Bel about Logan, but you might consider doing that. SOON.
You still don't need to kill Jarod. He's fine, and teaching a workshop here tomorrow. You won't need to whap Anakin over the head soon either, even though he's back and Rory says he's being an idiot. It should be okay. Callisto *did* eventually give me my boots back, after all.
And I know nothing about any Buffy Summers. Really. I'd tell you if I did. Swear.
Scritches for Sean. And eye-crossings for Logan. Every time I eat a marshmellow, I think of you. And laugh, and laugh....
- Parker
~~~~~
TO: Angela, Marty, Zero, Logan, Jake, Krycek, Angel
FROM: Parker
Subject: More departures
Hey guys. One more person won't be here when you get back-- Lorne got a gig on a children's show, and he's sold Caritas to GOB. Yeah, I know. I'm still boggling. He had a going-away party that I went to with Jarod last Friday, and I made it clear to Lorne that he needs to keep in touch or I'll track him down and hurt him. Damn, I'm going to miss that guy. For a lot of reasons. But I think he was ready to move on, and I'm not as worried about him as I used to be. Here's hoping he'll be the next Barney, only cooler.
Right. Camp. I know you're dying to know. I'm rooming with Liz, Janet, Bridgey, Callynanders, a new girl named Z (the one I mentioned who's reading Angelica Demesnes, Zero) and a new girl named Temperance. Our cabins have cold water but they also have television, which Daisy brought in. Also? He's writing baseball porn. Don't ask me why. I'm as "buh?" as anyone about it.
Looks like I'm going to be on the basketball team, which is incredibly disorganized, but fun. Except when you play against Crichton, who should only be turned into a bald albino wombat to teach him a lesson. SUCH a cheater.
Miho didn't kill anyone in Archery, no matter how hard I tried to get the new kids to ask her questions. Damnit. And First Aid was harrowing but interesting. I'm not getting into Wilderness Survival with you guys. Callisto has issues. 'Nuff said.
Tomorrow is Beach with Jarod! And then we're back at the dorms sometime after this weekend. Which ought to be interesting, after a week of pranks and marshmellows.
Wish you were all here. WRITE.
- Parker
~~~~~
TO: sydney.lavert@thecentre.org
FROM: Parker
Subject: Secrets
I'm still angry with you. You have a lot of explaining to do. But if you're going to do more than make excuses, I'm willing to listen now.
Our mutual non-existent friend is teaching a course in boating and swimming, starting tomorrow.
Here's hoping he doesn't get me drowned.
I'll talk to you this weekend.
- Parker