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Radio Broadcast, Sunday, August 20, 2006
Anakin: Um. What are we doing here?
Rory: Radio. Duh.
Anakin: This became my problem when?
Rory: When I had to do radio tonight and you generously volunteered to come help me.
Anakin: Oh yeah. Okay. *shuffles papers* slow day today, huh?
Rory: Thankfully. No workshops, of course, which makes me slightly sad. We should have workshops on the weekend.
Anakin: There was basketball, though. Isn't that kind of like school?
Rory: No, school doesn't involve balls. *pause* Not dirty. Um. Anyway.
Anakin: *long pause* Right, anyway. In the fourth floor common room, people are apparently brave enough to try random cooking again.
Rory: Stupid, stupid people. Did they sing? Let's see....Molly was there, and Dawn learned not to come between Sam and food. Smart move, but see, I could understand if maybe she was protecting him from random food.
Anakin: Dawn still thinks free food is good. Guess if I could get away with whacking people with a frying pan, I'd think so too. Xander thinks the cheese is radioactive. I wouldn't doubt it.
Rory: Processed cheese always is, in a good way. But I bet this stuff is like, super-radioactive and will make all these people have blue children or something. Um, Lana's hungover, poor thing, and Dean explains milkshakes to Briar. I wonder if his milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.
Anakin: What?
Rory: And they're like, it's better than yours.
Anakin: Have you been in the pirate's rum? Anyway. In other common room news, River was up on the fifth floor avoiding a dead bird in her room, and Pip joined her and made a crepe. Hopefully not using the dead bird.
Rory: Ewwwwwwwww. Poor River and her dead bird. I hope it wasn't a pet. And speaking of things that are woeful and upsetting, this morning, Jack got royally chewed out by his friends and "thingies," which I am led to believe does not mean anything dirty or anatomical and just means Cedric and Sam Carter.
Anakin: I'm going to believe you because, yeah. In possibly related news, Isabel and...I'm not calling him Greggie had a huge fight, then Isabel talked with Peter Parker, Xander, Jack and me. At different times. Greg talked with Alec but I'm not as interested.
Rory: Poor thing. Isabel, I mean. Greg called me cold and uptight. I don't care about him. In happier news, Zero, Z and the ninja all came back from vacation. What a coincidence. Welcome back, guys! And speaking of groups of people hanging out together for no real reason, you and I spent time with Marty and Angela tonight. That was fun.
Anakin: It was. We'll have to do it...never mind. Anyway. Peter and Willow woke up together, which is more than I needed to know, Bel and Phoebe were hungover, which is more than I care about, and Bridge had a nightmare, which I can't figure out how the pirate knows about.
Rory: Maybe because he and Xander talked about it? That's what the notes say. Um, Pippi went sailing, Dawn and Molly talked about boys, awwwww, and John and Aeryn bickered. Eep. I hate that. I hope it wasn't a bad fight.
Anakin: *shuffles papers* It seems like John's still in one piece, so I think they're fine. No one's in the clinic, after all.
Rory: Not for either shift. That's always promising. And no one died of food poisoning at Luke's this morning, which is good because he really doesn't need to deal with another lawsuit.
Anakin: Another? I'll ask later. Parker visited Jarod, but I care more about Clark's duck. Actually, I'd care more about paint drying, too.
Rory: That's not very nice. But anyway, Dr. Reid was in Caritas asking that creepy guy who calls me Color Becky about any accidents he's been in. Didn't the ninja stab him?
Anakin: Did she? Cool. He makes funny faces when someone drops drinks on him.
Rory: That's not very nice of people to drop drinks on other, totally unsuspecting people. I would frown sternly at people who did this if only I knew who they were.
Anakin: It wasn't me. And Aeryn also has no idea. I think it was a freak weather thing. So, we're done?
Rory: I think so. That would be cool. Raining booze. Um, anyway. Say goodnight.
Anakin: Um, okay. Will they be upset if I don't or something?
Rory: No. I will.
Anakin: Good night!
Rory: Niiiiiiiiiiiiiight, people!
[OOC: Many thanks to the wonderful![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rory__gilmore for helping out!]
Rory: Radio. Duh.
Anakin: This became my problem when?
Rory: When I had to do radio tonight and you generously volunteered to come help me.
Anakin: Oh yeah. Okay. *shuffles papers* slow day today, huh?
Rory: Thankfully. No workshops, of course, which makes me slightly sad. We should have workshops on the weekend.
Anakin: There was basketball, though. Isn't that kind of like school?
Rory: No, school doesn't involve balls. *pause* Not dirty. Um. Anyway.
Anakin: *long pause* Right, anyway. In the fourth floor common room, people are apparently brave enough to try random cooking again.
Rory: Stupid, stupid people. Did they sing? Let's see....Molly was there, and Dawn learned not to come between Sam and food. Smart move, but see, I could understand if maybe she was protecting him from random food.
Anakin: Dawn still thinks free food is good. Guess if I could get away with whacking people with a frying pan, I'd think so too. Xander thinks the cheese is radioactive. I wouldn't doubt it.
Rory: Processed cheese always is, in a good way. But I bet this stuff is like, super-radioactive and will make all these people have blue children or something. Um, Lana's hungover, poor thing, and Dean explains milkshakes to Briar. I wonder if his milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.
Anakin: What?
Rory: And they're like, it's better than yours.
Anakin: Have you been in the pirate's rum? Anyway. In other common room news, River was up on the fifth floor avoiding a dead bird in her room, and Pip joined her and made a crepe. Hopefully not using the dead bird.
Rory: Ewwwwwwwww. Poor River and her dead bird. I hope it wasn't a pet. And speaking of things that are woeful and upsetting, this morning, Jack got royally chewed out by his friends and "thingies," which I am led to believe does not mean anything dirty or anatomical and just means Cedric and Sam Carter.
Anakin: I'm going to believe you because, yeah. In possibly related news, Isabel and...I'm not calling him Greggie had a huge fight, then Isabel talked with Peter Parker, Xander, Jack and me. At different times. Greg talked with Alec but I'm not as interested.
Rory: Poor thing. Isabel, I mean. Greg called me cold and uptight. I don't care about him. In happier news, Zero, Z and the ninja all came back from vacation. What a coincidence. Welcome back, guys! And speaking of groups of people hanging out together for no real reason, you and I spent time with Marty and Angela tonight. That was fun.
Anakin: It was. We'll have to do it...never mind. Anyway. Peter and Willow woke up together, which is more than I needed to know, Bel and Phoebe were hungover, which is more than I care about, and Bridge had a nightmare, which I can't figure out how the pirate knows about.
Rory: Maybe because he and Xander talked about it? That's what the notes say. Um, Pippi went sailing, Dawn and Molly talked about boys, awwwww, and John and Aeryn bickered. Eep. I hate that. I hope it wasn't a bad fight.
Anakin: *shuffles papers* It seems like John's still in one piece, so I think they're fine. No one's in the clinic, after all.
Rory: Not for either shift. That's always promising. And no one died of food poisoning at Luke's this morning, which is good because he really doesn't need to deal with another lawsuit.
Anakin: Another? I'll ask later. Parker visited Jarod, but I care more about Clark's duck. Actually, I'd care more about paint drying, too.
Rory: That's not very nice. But anyway, Dr. Reid was in Caritas asking that creepy guy who calls me Color Becky about any accidents he's been in. Didn't the ninja stab him?
Anakin: Did she? Cool. He makes funny faces when someone drops drinks on him.
Rory: That's not very nice of people to drop drinks on other, totally unsuspecting people. I would frown sternly at people who did this if only I knew who they were.
Anakin: It wasn't me. And Aeryn also has no idea. I think it was a freak weather thing. So, we're done?
Rory: I think so. That would be cool. Raining booze. Um, anyway. Say goodnight.
Anakin: Um, okay. Will they be upset if I don't or something?
Rory: No. I will.
Anakin: Good night!
Rory: Niiiiiiiiiiiiiight, people!
[OOC: Many thanks to the wonderful
rory__gilmore for helping out!]
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