lapsedsaint: (Secret Agent Man)
lapsedsaint ([personal profile] lapsedsaint) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites2009-05-05 07:16 pm

I - [Holo]

John was quite certain that this was not his hotel room. It didn't look like a hotel room. It looked like... it looked like one of the medical suites at the New York field office. Only more high tech, like a sci-fi movie. He was laying on the floor. This was not good.

He sat up and groaned, his hand going to his eyes as they closed. He had been drinking, yes. But not enough to warrant this level of hallucination. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes again. No, nothing had changed. This was not his room.

This was not good.

He managed to get himself to his feet and look around. It still looked a little like one of the medical suites, but something was off. The bracelet on his wrist was new. The weird pedestal was new. And the thing on it, also new.

He picked up the tablet and managed to notice it was activated while he was pressing buttons. The camera turned on and showed him looking a bit hung over and very confused. "Well, this isn't a bar. And it isn't a church. It's not my hotel. And it's not the field office. So where am I? What is this thing and why can't I make it work?"

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[identity profile] islegendary.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
A return visual pops up. Just an average looking older guy in tan baseball cap who seems cheerful enough about the whole thing, "From what the folks around here keep telling me we're in a city called Tax-son," he wasn't really listening that close to the name.

He raises a finger, "And before you ask, no, don't know how you got here. Just that you're here now and we're stuck until we figure a way out."

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[identity profile] islegendary.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Nope and nope. As much fun as a hallucination my be right now." he gestures with a hand, "Name's Jack O'Neill... Can't offer you much help, new here myself."

[identity profile] islegendary.livejournal.com 2009-05-06 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Me? Just a couple days. Haven't gotten a chance to get a good look around this place yet..." he shrugs, "Not sure how dangerous this place is yet."

He gestures with a hand, "What I have figured out is there are these..." he gestures in the shape of the replicator machines, "...vending machine things that give ya almost everything ya need."

[identity profile] islegendary.livejournal.com 2009-05-07 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Haven't experimented too much with it myself. It's gotta be big enough to fit in the machine... that much I can tell." another wave of his hand, "They cream decent enough beer."
aesthetic_mojo: (Gambling)

[Holo]

[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-05-06 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
Charlotte sat at a small table in her scavenged apartment. When she saw John's message, she seriously considered not answering in favor of going down to the arrival point to slap him across the face. In the end, she decided he could freak himself out just fine without her help, so she opted to contact him with the tablet instead.

"Well, well, well. Look at who's shown up now."
aesthetic_mojo: (I Dare You)

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[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-05-06 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
She snorted a soft laugh at his reaction. If he hadn't been sure he was going to Hell for the night they'd spent, she was pretty sure he thought he was there now. "It's not that bad, John. You aren't dead, so far as I can tell. So that's something."

Had she made any kind of peace with what was going on, she'd have been kinder to him, but fear got in the way.
aesthetic_mojo: (Looking down in glasses)

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[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-05-06 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe going to him would have been a better idea. Slapping him was sounding better and better by the second, much the way slapping a hysteric would be. "It doesn't work that way. You don't sin alone with that sort of thing, not that I consider it a sin at all. And I'm pretty sure it doesn't get you kidnapped and dragged off to the magic underground."

At that moment Al popped into sight on her shoulder and meowed a loud greeting to John. "I'm also pretty sure they don't send your cats with you."
aesthetic_mojo: (Rainbows)

[holo]

[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-05-06 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Viv popped onto the table, also intrigued by the familiar voice. The little monsters didn't know that many people, after all. "They still do that thing, yes. I'm pretty sure it's innate." She petted the girl kitten. "Just like with some other people I know."

She looked around her apartment. "Even if I believed in Hell, it wouldn't be this. I've simply not been naughty enough to be stuck in Hell with random FBI agents and Welsh conspiracy theorists. Not even if we count our little interlude."
aesthetic_mojo: (Head on hands)

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[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-05-06 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
She watched him move around for a moment, remembering her first moments there, but did not answer until she knew he'd found the way out. "That's still up for some debate. I've settled on 'prison' and left it at that. That lets me be righteously angry that there was no due process."
aesthetic_mojo: (Animated headache)

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[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-05-06 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
She groaned. This was how he'd ended up in her apartment and quite likely how he'd ended up in her bed. That look. How could any man who had to be completely capable of taking care of himself make her feel so responsible for him?

"By in person, I assume you mean me?"
aesthetic_mojo: (Challenge  (w/J))

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[personal profile] aesthetic_mojo 2009-05-06 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
She rolled her eyes as she stood. The kittens popped out of sight when she moved. "God, John, don't look at me like that. It's not fair." It wasn't remotely fair. She'd been kidnapped first, left to figure things out by herself with the kittens to look after. This was probably all because of his damn bosses anyway.

None of that stopped her from slipping on a pair of shoes. "I'll be right there. Don't wander off or talk to strangers. They might eat you."

There, her small moment of revenge was taken.