417, late Friday
Dec. 2nd, 2005 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fates_jayeAfter doing some justice in the common room, and then continuing the hunt for said justice on the dehamsterified Beka, Jaye comes back to her room for something she can use as rope. Because a lot of people are getting arrested tonight. They might try to escape the tank.
Ooh, maybe she could find sticks to beat people with.
Ooh, maybe she could find sticks to beat people with.
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Date: 2005-12-03 06:28 am (UTC)Hello my baby, hello my honey-
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Date: 2005-12-03 06:33 am (UTC)Wow. Being a pillar of law and order is exhausting. Also, her wrist itches.
So when she falls into bed with her water pistol in hand and the aviator sunglasses smushed against her face, she doesn't really care. At least there was no naked karaoke.
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