Acting Pirate Radio, March 19

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Hello and good -- I mean, ahoy, you scurvy dogs! Although is not Tuesday it is still Acting Pirate Radio, because tonight Acting Pirate Kennedy is the man at the wheel. Yes, Fandom, this is Archie Kennedy, the worst pirate to ever sail the airwaves, alone in my lofty perch here at the Crow's Nest II, because unlike some young, handsome, and innocent-faced Thursday night radio staff members I am sadly lacking in lovely broadcasting company. But I won't let a little thing like that stop me from bringing you today's log of activity.

Being Sunday, of course, there were no classes today. A few hours from now, it will be a different story, but I'll not argue with having that bit less to report tonight, and so we move on. *muttered* That's less time for me to sound like an idiot on the air, anyhow.

In the Crew Berths, and Despatches from Sickbay

In healthy pursuits, Cameron and Aeryn worked out in the gym, and Elizabeth went out running. Everyone seems to be in good health today, really, if the quietness of the clinic was any indication: Janet was all alone during the day shift, and the same held true for Stark in the evening. And yet, when injuries happen, they all happen at once. I'm beginning to think this is some bizarre sort of bonding ritual. Honestly, ladies and gentlemen, ship-to-ship combat wasn't that glamourous.

Speaking of glamour, the aftermath of yesterday's play was quite spectacular in several quarters. Blair woke up quite horrified, Lee and Sam dealt with the consequences of yesterday's chaos, and there was a cast party hosted in the Languages classroom by Professor Dream.

That "Take a Number" display outside Angel's room makes sense now: today's string of visitors included a hungover Alanna, a nagging Janet, a box-toting Molly, and I don't know why there's something crossed out right in front of the word "Box" in my notes, and Logan, during whose visit something called "ust" reportedly got all over the place.

Parker talked to Peter who shares her surname, as did Isabel. Incidentally, Isabel, welcome back, and I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to thank you earlier for the poster.

Bridge was tinkering in his room, and visited by Rory with cookies, and Parker inquiring about something I can't decipher. And no, before you ask, I have no information on Rory falling asleep in his room again. Sorry to disappoint. Certainly disappointed would be any of you looking for my close-cropped lookalike who seems to have . . . disappeared?

Jake sent email, Phoebe got very upset over a television program, Pippi was singing on the roof, and nobody including myself and my sources cares what Anders did, although Cally was apparently feeling much better today. Speaking of Anders, Sam and Janet evidently came to the conclusion that men are stupid. As Nadia had Walter over for a visit, I'm hoping she doesn't think so.

And . . . *sighs* The common room of iniquity and a constant infernal din was, as usual, iniquitous and noisy, what with Cameron and Jaye watching something called Lightning Bug and later joined by Rory who opined that they're cute (and said so to Angela) and therefore does not get a special hello, especially because she then flirted with Cameron herself. Jaye did not take this well, which in turn did not go over well with Cameron, and Rory was a "big ol' ho."

Normally I would defend her, but I am, for one thing, too ashamed that I actually understood what "big ol' ho" means, and for another I'm not feeling terribly inclined to leap to her defense tonight. Because nobody falls asleep on the air with me.

Nobody invites me to mysterious gatherings outside the basement, either.

On Shore Leave

The weekly Sunday brunch was at Jeff, the God of Biscuits today, and Mister Wonka carried on his most unique relationship with the town troopers. Also in attendance were Sharon, because the troopers were there of course, Jaye, and the Baron.

The Perkolator was bubbling with activity, and encounters between Elizabeth and Professor Jackson, Jake and Professor Jackson, Sam Carter and Professor Jackson, and . . . Parker and Jarod.

Alphonse and Sakura took a long stroll down Apocalypse Avenue and talked, Veronica visited Nadia at Empire Records, Silent Bob was in need of a hug, and the movie theater finished up its series of truly horrifying leprechaun movies. Wonka's was open, but no one was in the mood for candy, sadly. This must be remedied.

John and Aeryn were out at Galactica Point; Kiki visited Crowley at the Arms Hotel, and . . . *flurry of rustles, then a long pause* Camulus and Orlin did . . . things. Why is there chocolate on my notes? And how did Lucas get turned into a tree?

That is a very good question. And that, me hearties, is all the news in our fair town for the night. Wishing you a highly successful night of looting and pillaging, this is Acting Pirate Kennedy going off duty and off the air. And . . . *sighs* Arrrrrgh.

Comments

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory flailed at the radio.

And decided to buy Archie pie.

[fates_jaye]

Jaye's not in the besst of moods, but Rory getting called a big ol' ho AND getting called on the Bridgey thing totally makes things a little better.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe decides that Archie needs more flowers and chocolate and that she'll come fall asleep on the radio with him in a NOT OMGdirty way

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica wonders how a sweet guy like Archie has remained single for so long and starts making a list of her single, female friends.

Then she pauses and starts a second list of single, male friends... just in case.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron has no clue how he's supposed to respond to any of this. So he goes for the default and flails.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

In all the turmoil, Isabel had forgotten about the poster, but she was glad to hear that Archie liked it. As for the rest, she laughed. They certainly didn't have anything like Fandom radio back in Roswell.