[ visual | location ] you wake up and find that what you're looking for has been here the whole time

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

"--Oof!"

That clattering sound anyone in Taxon just heard was the sound of a tablet bouncing to the floor. (And, subsequently? Turning on, to record the following conversation. The angle is awkward, but a dressed for sleep, slightly rumpled Xander and Dawn are clearly visible.)

"Sorry, I--'"

"Sorry--"

Dawn laughs, tucking her hair behind her ears self-consciously. If she had pockets she would jam her hands in them, but sadly her (totally not little kid like, shut up) baby duckies pjs have no pockets; she settles for crossing her arms over her chest in a way that is completely not awkward, she has no concept what you could mean.

"You'd think dancing would equal grace, right? But I'm all bull in a china shop-y. So." She rocks back on her heels, attempting as casual and landing more near nervous.

Xander nods rapidly, his own smile a little pained. "My own catlike grace is apparently one of those stray cats that falls off fences and makes noises like... dying cats. That one fell apart on the dismount, didn't it?"

"A little. But the French judge still gave it a seven, because he's pissed at the Russian judge over the baklava incident. Did you have any dreams about... say, being in love with me?" That was... quite possibly the most awful segue ever, but Dawn sticks to her guns.

Apparently the awkward is spreading, because before Dawn can finish the relevant part of her question, Xander has one of his own. "Are you dating me yet?"

Silence reigns for a moment, and then:

"Yes." That would be two voices at once, and then there's no more room for talking. Mostly because of the kissing.


[ ooc: CANON BUMPING LIKE A MOFO. Aw yis, bbs. Welcome to the new world order, where Dawn and Xander make out.

...A lot.

Visual for whole underground city OH GOD WHAT or location for anyone in the castle de Summers. ]

08. [Location: Cheyenne Mountain] - Wakings

[sgmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron went through some pretty crazy things in his time. He'd even had some strange gate-trips. Mind, he knew even if the trip had taken thee days instead of three seconds, he couldn't have felt anything--given that he wasn't technically physical--but he could have sworn the trip trough universes left him a little queasy.

But it didn't cause him to black out.

Thus, he was understandably confused upon opening his eyes on the other side, and finding himself in his quarters. His first thought was that something went wrong...but no, Sam was sure it would go jut fine. If the Ori attacked ahead of time, he wouldn't have woken up in his own room.

So why?

A flash of metal caught his eye as he sat up, and his focus shifted to the bracelet on his wrist. Memories flooded back before he could reach to remove it. A round, metallic room, a strange city, Sam, Jackson...

But his memeories didn't fit. He remembered thinking the last thing he remembered of home definitely not being gate-travel.

Cam shook his head, and stumbled out of bed. Air. He needed air. Maybe if he got out of the mountain, and saw the place, his memories would make more sense.

[OOC: Cam's glitch has begun! It will take a bit for Cam to sort out the conflicting memories and come to the conclusion that he's replaced the other Cam, but...he'll play it cool for anyone he recognizes anyway. Catch him in the mountain if you can, or outside it, in its general area.

SYSTEM GLITCH || ALIENS TALK: DAY TWO

[taxcollectors.livejournal.com]

The second day is much the same as the first. Calm, normal, and quiet all things considered, save that pretty ringing from the tablets.

You see, they haven't gotten to everyone yet, and they need a much larger sample size than the ones who answered yesterday. Quotas to meet, questions to ask, all in a day's work. They're really quite friendly! Bit disjointed, yes, and a little weird, but they mean no harm at all.

Just a moment of your time, citizens. A few questions, both asked and answered, is all they need.



[ooc: Day two! Just to keep things organized (and keep your mods from tearing our hair out; we don't look good bald like Moby does) comments are off on this one and you can direct all answered-tablet threads to yesterday's post.]

[Location - a bar in Osten] - A moment of madness

[valaunbound]

When the Extras had frozen in their spots and refused to respond to any external stimuli, Vala's concern had only been fleeting. There was clearly nothing that could be done, and she's been in Taxon long enough to know that these things tend to just rectify themselves. Anyway the point is that Vala decided, somewhat spontaneously, that it was the perfect opportunity to return a favour that was long overdue. And by favour, she means the fact that she'd been caught cheating at cards in a certain bar in Taxon, which had led to her starting a fight, which in turn had led to her being thrown out (quite literally and certainly not gently) and barred.

Vala's already precariously balanced psyche has been slowly deteriorating ever since Daniel left, and then when Jack followed - the effect of long-term incarceration in Taxon and the various glitches that have affected her and others close to her really started to show (when she was away from the SGC and Mitchell at least). Not that she'd attribute the timing of her relapse to any of that, not consciously anyway.

In the middle of a bar full of frozen Extras in Osten, Vala is shooting the rows of bottles and glasses behind the bar with a P90. She seems unaffected by the destruction she's causing, nor is she flinching when the shards of broken glass embed themselves into the unresponsive Extras - if she even notices. What did it matter? They weren't real people, they were just empty shells. Even if they had been real once - they definitely weren't anymore. Taxon had stripped them of everything, maybe that's what it did to everyone in the end. When she's sure every bottle and every glass is shattered and all the mirrors, the gun falls limply to her side. She walks calmly out of the bar, wiping the tell-tale stray tears away with the back of her free hand.

[[OOC: Backdated to when the Extras froze - OBVS. Vala's been here nearly a year and it was time a few cracks started to show. She's not known for being the most emotionally stable person ever - despite the front she wears most of the time.]]