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"The number you have dialed is no longer in service."

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

::beep::

I love you forever!

::beep::

[can_be_more]

Sign up for sex ed, Crichton. I mean it.

I did.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Testing... One two three...

Yo.

[can_be_more]

Congratulations, it works!

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

BEEP.

Tell your boyfriend to stop resisting office hours. I'm trying to help.


BEEP.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

BEEP.

Aeryn, Crichton's losing it. You mad at him?

BEEP.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Aeryn, Sam Carter here.

I woke up with the urge to shoot something and the gun range is open this afternoon from 1600. I'm out of Advanced Negotiations (ironically, often requiring weapons when Diplomacy has failed) at 1700, so if you'd like to shoot up a few things with me, I'll be on the range just after 1700.

[can_be_more]

*calls back*

I will see you there, then.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*sends a recording of himself singing the song that makes him think of Aeryn*

i love you forever and ever and always.

(OOC: I so couldn't help it. Hee.))

YouSendIt Link

[can_be_more]

Interesting voice you have there, Crichton. *smiles*

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*beep*

Aeryn. Need back up.

Sheppard provoked me in Diplomacy. I threatened to kill him. Shoulda just done it.

Big scene. Bad. Cam walked in. Freaked. Because of course it was all about him

Because of course SOME frelling people can't mind their own business.

Anyhow. Cam ran off with Adama and Crichton. They're doing something behind locked doors.

I've paged Thrace. Come help me break the door down.

*beep*

[can_be_more]

Where do you need me?

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Stupid classes. Since we're never in the room at the same time... Yeah here.

How would you feel about tearing down a pesky little wall? You wouldn't really have to do anything, me and kawalsky would do all the work.

Let me know (http://www.livejournal.com/users/2ls_in_oneill/521.html?mode=reply), okay?

Please don't kill me

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Headed to RL sleepy-time. See you flipside.]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Yo. We missed you last night. John needed to get his ass kicked.

[can_be_more]

Yes, he usually does...

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Your boyfriend is a pillow thief.

[can_be_more]

Aeryn pauses, blinks, and listens to the message again.

"I don't want to know," she says.

MC - LOCKED TO EVERYONE BUT AERYN

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Have the perfect plan for the secret op.

We need to find a mage person who can cast selective glamors. If everyone sees you when they look at me (everyone except you, me, and Cam) and everyone sees me when they look at you (everyone except you and me, cuz if Crichton sees you instead of me the game is over, but at least you can be the one frelling with his head and maybe getting some action -- also, then you get to smack him around for having action with "Beka" hee!) then we can protect our guys, maybe get some action, not frell with each other's men, and still have plenty of fun with each other.

Whaddya think?

DO I EVEN HAVE TO SAY THIS IS PRIVATE?

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Aeryn. Lingerie. Trying to find out what they like. Got any clue? Black seems safe.

Re: DO I EVEN HAVE TO SAY THIS IS PRIVATE?

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OOC - Very well. I'll dress you in black lingerie and try to make sure you end up with Crichton.

Feel better!)

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Aeryn. Came over and we talked but you probably don't remember. You were pretty out of it.

Worried. Trying to get Crichton to come over and sit with you.

B

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Aeryn, hope you're feeling better.

Crichton's asleep in my bed at the moment, but don't worry it's totally innocent Please don't kill me

I'm off to get Cam now for Operation MC. This should be interesting...

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*was drugged omg!*

*drools from afar*

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Sun, it's Valentine.

I'm working on the whole enchantment thing. I think I can work it so that the only one who kisses Crichton is you.

I'd rather not die, and you'd be sad if you had to kill him.

Basic plan is that for the weekend we'll look like each other except to co-conspirators.

[OOC - I bought us both paid ljs so we can use each other's icons, as per Parker's suggestion. I'll post back with the details of the enchantment. Meanwhile, the conspirators and I will play it as though you and I are both wherever we're supposed to be. We can affect the "switch" whenever.

Also, currently we're considering the possibility that the failing of our respective enchantments (which will need some really cool iconage) would make for a good way for the plot to start to unravel.]

[can_be_more]

Good, good. This would actually be easier if he wasn't actually normal last night. I'm still going through with this, though.

(OOC: Thank you, btw! So we just use each other's icons with our usernames? I can do that.)

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Details of the way I see this shaking out are here:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/mparker16/3443.html?thread=30579#t30579


Taking Carter with me on this trip. You watch the boys?

[can_be_more]

Got it.

DO I EVEN NEED TO SAY STAY OUT UNLESS YOU'RE AERYN?

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Sun.

We need to talk. This was a Very. Bad. Idea.

I just realized I'm going to be spending the weekend listening to my boyfriend be in love with you (and yours). And, you're going to spend the weekend with your boyfriend pushing "you" away in favor of some woman who looks like you but isn't.

This is going to HURT damn it. And not Crichton. Us.

Frelling Parker. I already bitched her out ((OOC - I did it OOC)) but there may need to be more consequences for her.

Tell me I'm not going to do something REALLY stupid.

Re: DO I EVEN NEED TO SAY STAY OUT UNLESS YOU'RE AERYN?

[can_be_more]

I'm already getting genuinely confused voice mails from John and Cam is singing to me. Bad. Idea.

Don't do anything stupid. Just... We'll figure this out.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

::beep::

Yo.

*starts singing "You are my sunshine"

::beep::

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

::beep::

Do you know what's going on here? I'm wearing boxers, my groin is on fire, and I have handcuffs and no key.

And why is Cam pretending to be me?

::beep::

DON'T LISTEN IF YOU'RE NOT AERYN

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OOC - Update. I've been being both of us this morning, but I'll let you answer your voicemail. We need to "meet" and choose our body-switching implements of choice. I have three options. I love this game. Except that it's making Beka cry.)

Aeryn. I have the goods. Meet me in my room as soon as possible.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

[OOC - Beka-mun *hugs* Aeryn-mun. This is killing me. BTW, Beka's busy taking the fall for this with Parker in Cam's room waiting for Cam-mun to return.]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Aeryn. It's Beka.

I need to tell someone this, and I think you're the only person who might understand.

I tried. I tried to take the fall for all of it. Parker wouldn't let me. Much. But I did what I could for you and Crichton. I told them it wasn't your idea. That it was my fault.

They might have believed that. But Cam... it's over.

I'm dead inside. And I don't know what I'm going to do. I know it won't be good. I'm telling you because you're probably the only person who has a hope in hell of stopping me.

Illyana tried. Lee tried. I don't care.

I don't even know why I'm telling you. It's not like I want you to stop me. But I figured someone should know that I've gone looking for Camulus.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Forget I said anything. You've got enough on your mind.

[can_be_more]

Whatever you're thinking of doing, frelling DON'T.

Nothing is really over while the people involved are still in shock.

[janet_fraiser]

Aeryn? It's Janet.

Are you okay? Please let me know if there's something I can do.

[comedownstairs.livejournal.com]

Thank you. I'm all right. It could have gone much worse.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

::beep::

Uh, just checking in briefly and all.

Got the handcuff of my wrist. Cally said I could borrow it later. Headache went away under the guise of some drinks.

I didn't mean to yell.

Lee and Cam kept me company for a while. Then Janet. Then...I can't remember.

Supposed to be going somewhere with Lee and Kara. Strip club maybe? Yeah. *cough*

Back later.

::beep::