What could it be, it's all a mirage
Characters: Joker, Jack and anyone on the Normandy; Open to Normandy crew;
Location: The bridge of the Normandy
Planet: Coruscant, docking bay
When: Right the eff now; Oct. 29
What: Arts and crafts time with promised macaroni noodles
Rating: PG-13 to R for language?
[ Jack is stalking down the halls of the Normandy towards the bridge, wondering why in Batarian mutant sewer hell had she ever agreed to something as retarded as this. She is going to strangle Joker. Beat him senseless and strap him to the hood of the Normandy in his unmentionables and leave him there. Fuck fuck fuck. What she should have done was just forgot about it, and told him to fuck off if he ever brought it up.
But what would he not expect? Probably for her to actually do it. And Jack is in the profession of being unpredictable, right? Yep. At least, that's what she was telling herself when she picked up macaroni noodles, glitter glue and something that looked like crayons at the random thrift store she was shoplifting from browsing earlier. That's her story and she's sticking to it.
A pad of paper, a box of crayons and a bag of noodles come plopping down in Joker's lap and she leans up against the console, arms crossed with a 'I fucking dare you to make a smartass comment. I dare you' expression. ]
Shit, it looks like a robbed a goddamn kinder garten.
Location: The bridge of the Normandy
Planet: Coruscant, docking bay
When: Right the eff now; Oct. 29
What: Arts and crafts time with promised macaroni noodles
Rating: PG-13 to R for language?
[ Jack is stalking down the halls of the Normandy towards the bridge, wondering why in Batarian mutant sewer hell had she ever agreed to something as retarded as this. She is going to strangle Joker. Beat him senseless and strap him to the hood of the Normandy in his unmentionables and leave him there. Fuck fuck fuck. What she should have done was just forgot about it, and told him to fuck off if he ever brought it up.
But what would he not expect? Probably for her to actually do it. And Jack is in the profession of being unpredictable, right? Yep. At least, that's what she was telling herself when she picked up macaroni noodles, glitter glue and something that looked like crayons at the random thrift store she was shoplifting from browsing earlier. That's her story and she's sticking to it.
A pad of paper, a box of crayons and a bag of noodles come plopping down in Joker's lap and she leans up against the console, arms crossed with a 'I fucking dare you to make a smartass comment. I dare you' expression. ]
Shit, it looks like a robbed a goddamn kinder garten.