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An Office, May or May Not Be Navaan's, Saturday
Like Jayne, Navaan had gotten a note from the office telling her to be where parents of her students could find her, while wearing clothing that covered up all of her private areas. The words they used were longer, but the gist was the same ( Read more... ) -
Availability Tango
So, in several hours, the husband and I will be packing up the nephew and hopping into the car to drive down to NYC to see whatever Broadway show we can snag cheap tickets for. After that, we'll be continuing our trek south to tour Washington DC and then further still to drop him off at home in Tallahassee. So we're looking at roughly three days of ( Read more... ) -
The Ex-Fandom Gazette Building, Not that Navaan Notices, Just After Sundown
Navaan was nothing if not a giver. She hadn't actually realized that anything was amiss this week, but apparently other people did. So, she had decided to offer a helping hand (or other body part!) to the afflicted adults on the island. So this evening, a loud hammering could be heard coming from her front yard.
( And lo, a sign ) -
The Park, Tuesday Night, Well After Dark
...No, Navaan still hadn't realized that anything was weird with the island. Sure, even after a lot of sex the night before (which had gotten a lot better after midnight when they'd stopped missing. "Hey! No anal without permission!" had been yelled a lot), Navaan was still feeling more than a bit...randy. And hot. And confined by her clothing ( Read more... ) -
The Lower Floor of the Fandom Island Gazette, Pre-Dawn, Thursday Morning
In retrospect, perhaps Navaan shouldn't have stayed so long in the bar where the drinking happened. Because there had been drinking and more drinking and then more drinking, followed by a lot of drunken of both the talking and walking variations. By the time she'd passed over the weird drawbridgey thing, she'd been feeling tired and had passed out ( Read more... ) -
Let's Do...FLANG! Care and Feeding of Your Navaan
Fandom's newest doctor (and heaven help anyone injured or ill on her shift) is "Doctor" Navaan from the webcomic Oglaf. For those of you who don't know the comic, please don't click on the link if you're at work. Or school. Or near small children.
( This comic started as an attempt to make pornography. It degenerated into sex comedy pretty much immediately. ) -
Personal Voicemail
"Hello?...Oh hi! Good to hear from you! How've you been?...So, tell me what's up?...HA! FOOLED YOU! I'm not even here! Ha! I'm probably off doing doctor stuff. You know, solving mysteries, having adventures, getting laid...Oooh, if this is about that last one, leave a detailed message, all right? Oh, you should probably do that anyway. But ( Read more... ) -
Clinic Voicemail
"The clinic is closed right now. As a doctor, I sometimes sleep for a week. If this is a medical issue, please help yourselves to the leeches I've left outside the clinic. These leeches are here for you and if you can't be bothered to replace the lid, then you don't deserve PROPER HEALTHCARE ( Read more... )