Room 417, Monday night

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's vegging, trolling through bad Vanessa Saturn fanfic and occasionally looking over at her laundry like she's expecting it to get up and do itself. It's Fandom. It might.


Jaye picks up, checking the caller ID first. "Hey there!"

"You spend too much time in Photoshop," Mahandra greets her.

"I do not," Jaye says. "I didn't even have to sharpen pictures."

"Liar. You did not go to another planet."

"I did so. I even bought you stuff."

"Are you sure you don't mean 'sold you a bridge'?"

"No. Seriously. That's a real library in there. I still have to show the pics to Rory," Jaye tells her.

"I'm totally looking through Google right now for these pictures."

"You should be glad I'm not dead. They wanted me to fly a spaceship."

"Are you on drugs?"

Jaye frowns. "Why does everyone always ask me that? No! I'm serious. I hung out, I shopped, I took pictures, I went to a bar with two hot Jedi, one of them being my first choice for a prom date."

Mahandra pauses. "That guy again?"

"Uh huh."

"Ooh."

"I know. So yes, I went to another planet and it was actually a lot of fun."

"I so don't believe you."

"You have photographic evidence!" Jaye reminds her.

"I have Photoshop!"

Jaye blows into the phone.

"What the hell was that?" Mahandra asks, sounding startled.

"Must be getting static. Talk to you later?"

"Sure," Mahandra says.

"Cool. Bye." And then she hangs up the phone.


She'll call back tomorrow and have a normal conversation, but right now she's just adding this to the list of things she's just not going to talk about with normal people. Seriously, it's getting to be a big list.


[Will be a linkdrop later. Door's closed, but stop by if you feel like it.]

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[fates_jaye]

"If I get stuck at home, there is to be a kidnapping back here," she explains. "I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea. And saying why I'm stowing away before I do it kinda makes me a bitch. Therefore, Plan B must be thought of."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Okay, Anakin fixed my phone so I can call his not-a-phone thingie," Rory said thoughtfully. "Maybe I could call him one day and say that there's a need for Jedi - some random reason - and that he and Obi-Wan need to come back right away?"

Ulterior motives in that plan? Never.

[fates_jaye]

"That would be awesome. Make sure they bring the pretty ones."

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Aliens with extra eyes and stuff need not apply?" Rory asked, glancing down and noticing Vladdie finally stopping the squirming and settling down in her arms. "And I should probably go put the puppy to bed. That's a weird sentence."

[fates_jaye]

"Sleepy puppies need their beauty sleep," she says, nodding.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Especially undead ones. They're vain," Rory agreed, heading for the door. "Work on the plan, and I will too, and we'll compare notes later!"

[fates_jaye]

"Intergalactic VMA's, here we come," she says with a wave.

No, seriously, she will totally start a whole section for this in her notebook.