[E-mail from krycek_rat (and courier_gavin)]
In the early hours of Saturday night/Sunday morning, there comes an e-mail from down under.
From: Alex Krycek [alex.krycek@fandomhigh.edu]
To: Ms Frogsalot [danna.biers@fandomhigh.edu], Rory [rory.gilmore@fandomhigh.edu], Parker [m.parker@fandomhigh.edu], Chloe [chloe.sullivan@fandomhigh.edu], Molly [molly.hayes@fandomhigh.edu], Cal [callisto@fandomhigh.edu], Xander [xander.harris@fandomhigh.edu]
Subject: Summer Vacation Proceeds Apace
Hey,
Near Australia, have yet to be eaten by sharks, despite Jake's apparent fascination and inclination to talk to them. The fact that he even knows shark seems to be my fault, according to Mr Gavin (hell if I know how he manages to pin it on me).
Other than that, it's been nothing but sailing so far. Wind and water and I'm more tan than I ever intended to be. We did have a coffee emergency this last week, when we ran out in the middle of the ocean. I don't think I've ever seen a helicopter flown in to a yacht, especially just to bring us a few dozen pounds of premium Kona beans.
We're sailing out tomorrow to go see the Child of Krakatoa, where I guess I'll be dueling Jake's dad on the edge of the volcano to determine who lives and who dies. ...I'm mostly joking, as I'm sure Mr Gavin will find a way to get rid of me that involves less personal involvement.
Jake says "Hi" and if any of you wants a souvenir, let me know at least a general idea? Otherwise it'll apparently be coffee or a wallaby (Chloe? interested? he seems to think you'd like one).
Nine year old me is NEVER EVER allowed to make my summer plans again.
- Krycek & Jake
From: Alex Krycek [alex.krycek@fandomhigh.edu]
To: Ms Frogsalot [danna.biers@fandomhigh.edu], Rory [rory.gilmore@fandomhigh.edu], Parker [m.parker@fandomhigh.edu], Chloe [chloe.sullivan@fandomhigh.edu], Molly [molly.hayes@fandomhigh.edu], Cal [callisto@fandomhigh.edu], Xander [xander.harris@fandomhigh.edu]
Subject: Summer Vacation Proceeds Apace
Hey,
Near Australia, have yet to be eaten by sharks, despite Jake's apparent fascination and inclination to talk to them. The fact that he even knows shark seems to be my fault, according to Mr Gavin (hell if I know how he manages to pin it on me).
Other than that, it's been nothing but sailing so far. Wind and water and I'm more tan than I ever intended to be. We did have a coffee emergency this last week, when we ran out in the middle of the ocean. I don't think I've ever seen a helicopter flown in to a yacht, especially just to bring us a few dozen pounds of premium Kona beans.
We're sailing out tomorrow to go see the Child of Krakatoa, where I guess I'll be dueling Jake's dad on the edge of the volcano to determine who lives and who dies. ...I'm mostly joking, as I'm sure Mr Gavin will find a way to get rid of me that involves less personal involvement.
Jake says "Hi" and if any of you wants a souvenir, let me know at least a general idea? Otherwise it'll apparently be coffee or a wallaby (Chloe? interested? he seems to think you'd like one).
Nine year old me is NEVER EVER allowed to make my summer plans again.
- Krycek & Jake