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[Tuesday Afternoon]
As she eventually got tired of keeping him lost in the woods, Eighth eventually created a wall of replicators in which to imprison the young Mr. Adama and learn his secrets - if there were any of interest ( Read more... ) -
[Dr. Carter's Office]
Eighth might be teaching the replicators how to tapdance to 42nd Street or she could be plotting certain evil. It's pretty much the same thing.
Her office door is open. -
[Tuesday Early Morning] [Dr. Carter's Office]
Eyeing her wee statue of a pained looking John Crichton, Eighth catagorized yesterday's events.
After an excellent class -- (in which she had specifically enjoyed the discussion between Mr. Skywalker and Mr. Carson), she had wandered into the first floor lobby of the student dorms looking for that dashing Dr. Pierce and ran into a very charming ( Read more... ) -
[Dr. Carter's Office] [Mid-Morning]
Feeling only a vague sense of boredom and an incredible sense of vengeance, Eighth pulls out all the slinkies given to her by John Crichton, reconstitutes the metallic alloys and creates a small metal figurine of him with an expression she really quite admires on him.
Laughing quietly, she returns to writing lesson plans. -
[Fandom High] [Office Hours] [Friday 9-11 AM]
Eighth wished John hadn't thrown away that slinky book, she had wanted to read it. However, she indulged herself by watching the video and audio feed she took from Adama's room. Oh, how John was a little liar! She cackled softly and plotted stealing some wrist watches today. She was hungry. -
[Fandom High] [Office Hours] [Wednesday 9-11 AM]
Eighth (still very disturbed that the lady on the radio knew her name was Eighth but such things happened, she supposed) opened her office door and sat comfortably in her chair as she eyed her class roster, calculating which one of them would actually be a worthy opponent if faced with her army. -
[Fandom High] [RC's office]
Eighth hasn't felt this excited since the last time her brethren reported that another galaxy had been consumed utterly. (Okay, so that was last week, hush). Her class was filling up with some very amusing students and she had met the incredibly handsome vice principal last night and he had asked her out on a date.
Things were looking up. -
[Fandom High]
Eigth is lonely. She should be used to this by now but she's not. She wanders the grounds of Fandom in a non-stalkery way and looks up at the stars, a gnawing pain in her stomach as she wishes to get back into the fray. -
[Sunday] [Fandom High]
After turning in her grades, Eighth felt marvelously free and easy. Literally. She began to look for that Ash fellow, not knowing that he had been shot into space, alas. -
[RC's Office] [Surprisingly becomes 16+, NWS!]
So in one world, my husband is finally shagging the guy I've been trying to get with for over a year. I hate Jack. In another, I'm not getting laid. Because everyone tasty is 17.
It may be time to go take over a galaxy or something.
*broods*
