Parker spent most of the day practicing her Russian and doing her Tai Chi workouts. This weekend's encounters with story and cocoa and cookie and chocolate-demanding tiny people, dancing robot designers, teeny bear cubs, ceiling-walking pre-adolescents, and punker best friends who were wanting ice cream, had left her a littttttle bit tired out ( Read more... )

So. Parker had finally worked her way through her plans for Hillman Marine-- and how to attack it-- and worked out who she had to ask along. Hopefully they'd all be amenable, and two weeks from tonight, a commando raid would go down in Connecticutt. Unlikely though that seemed on the surface.

The Valentine's Day Dance was tonight, though, and ( Read more... )

Parker had just finished wrapping Jack's present, and was now staring at the phone. After the weekend she'd had, then talking to Xander about the Centre, and Jack last night, and then dealing with a grieving Anders and unsettled Bridge, and depressed Chris and downcast Isabel today, about the only semi-cheerful conversation she'd had in days had ( Read more... )

So, after you have: taken off for space with several friends, a shopkeeper and a teacher; visited another planet including shopping and a a barfight; avoided space cannibals, been there to uncover a horrendous tragedy and evil plot, fought those same space cannibals, then broadcast details of the plot into space before coming home and helping a ( Read more... )

So, Parker looked at the calendar and realized it was almost a week since she'd talked to Cal. And the hospital said she'd be ready for discharge in about that time. Plus, she was going to be off-planet tomorrow.

This precipitated a spate of phone calls to: Veronica in order to have somewhere to take Cal; Xander and Bridge, to plan stuff for ( Read more... )

This was the laziest, most fun day of the week so far. After the Source mess earlier in the week, she'd spent Thursday talking with Broots and M the spy teacher, and working out plans for further Centre investigations.

Then the shadows attacked her on her way into town. It had been so brief, that if it weren't for talking with Xander, she would ( Read more... )

Parker settled back in to 234, watered the orchids, and cuddled Esme while she considered the last week. Athens had been awesome, for the few days she was there, but L.A. had been ... something else.

( L.A. Stories. )

( Muscle Beach, with scenery )

Parker was relaxing, and trying to plan out the next few days. Having Isabel and Cedric here, as well as nearly everyone else she knew, was going to make it more fun. Although Cal was pretty damn worrying. She'd never been *this* kind of crazy.

Which reminded her, she had to call Weiss.

Speaking of phones....

*ring*

[open after the first

Parker had just got off the phone with Callisto, and was now considering calling Logan. What were the odds that she'd get that lucky twice in one night? No pun intended.

She left the door very slightly open as she wandered around her room, munching on a chocolate-covered pretzel.

[open for time_agent, or phone calls from others]