Space Pirate/High School Teacher

18 Apocalypse Avenue--Thursday Evening

2008-08-29T02:39:03Z

Anyone coming into Vala's room (Of course she kept her room! They needed their space, didn't they?) would find her on the bed, covered in post-it notes. The one on her left palm said "grass," the one on her right knee said "grape," and so forth. Every so often, she'd get bored, lick another body part, consider it for a minute, write out a post-it, and stick it to the affected area.

So far she liked her right pigtail best. It tasted like jambalaya.

[ooc: Mostly establishy.]

Outside the Church, Tuesday Evening

2008-07-23T01:53:16Z

"This can't be right," Vala said, checking her hand for the fourth time. But no, the address she'd been given was correct and the church still...appeared to be closed. Right. She sighed and spread out the skirt of her dress before sitting down on the steps.

To wait.

Museum of Natural History, Washington, DC--Tuesday Evening

2008-03-12T04:00:37Z

Vala stood in front of the gem case and tried to look like she was on a date and not casing the security around the Hope diamond. Since she was actually on a date and only vaguely checking out the security, this was not as difficult as it might have seemed, though in all honesty it probably it looked like a combination of both. "Do you think that a gem can be unlucky, and what do you think it means for the country that the United States has owned it for so long?"

[ooc: For one, for SP, and NFB.]

18 Apocalypse Avenue, Saturday Morning

2008-03-08T16:36:41Z

Vala had been awakened by the sound of cleaning. Once she'd determined that the vacuums and dusting and polishing had nothing to do with her or any of her housemates, she grabbed a magazine and stretched out on the living room sofa, waiting for them to be finished.

"Don't forget the light fixtures, okay?"

This kind of weirdness she liked just fine.

[ooc: Post is open for any of the roomies, obviously.]

Office Hours--Vala's Office--Thursday

2008-03-06T19:05:07Z

Vala had finally made it back from Mexico, and was spending her afternoon both surfing the web for a thank you gift for Evey for taking her class at the last minute on Monday and teaching herself Spanish.

"Hola. Me llamo Vala."

The platinum band and diamond ring set on her left hand sparkled nicely when her hand got caught in a sunbeam, and she realized vaguely that at some point, she should probably figure out what her husband's name was. Not that it mattered, since she'd left him behind in Mexico.

The door was open if anyone needed her.

Vala's Office--Friday Morning

2008-02-22T16:14:51Z

Vala was there, making notes about her ideas for detention tomorrow.

The occasional evil laughter might not be a great sign for the detainees, but she was in a good mood and the door was open in case anyone needed her.

Office Hours--Friday

2008-02-01T18:24:57Z

Except for during the faculty meeting, Vala was in her office, feet propped up on her desk as she surfed eBay and various other mercantilesque websites.

Ooooh, what was this?

The door was wide open.

18 Apocalypse Avenue--Wednesday Evening

2007-11-08T02:24:19Z

For lack of anything better to do, Vala had contorted herself into strange positions on the floor, trying to paint her toenails.

She was mostly successful, though she was having difficulty picking a favorite color.

[ooc: Open to all the occupants of the house or anyone who might have a reason to stop by, but primarily for he who is awesome.]

Vala's Office--Tuesday

2007-11-06T14:53:21Z

Anyone passing by would probably see Vala taking her new computer for a spin while she was talking on the phone.

"Yes, it was wonderful to see you, too."

"No. No I don't think so."

"It's your fault they didn't value you more highly, not mine. Maybe if you weren't so sanctimonious and preachy all the--"

"I'm just trying to give you constructive criticism on how to improve your multiple personality flaws."

"You'll never be worth an iMac, printer, iPod, and extra memory if you keep saying things like that."

"Oooh, and certainly not if you keep saying things like that. Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?"

"Oh. Sorry."

"You kissed me with that mouth, too."

A few minutes later, she was staring at the phone. "He hung up. On me."

She was dialing the number again (repeatedly, stupid Caller ID), but she was also available between dials for anyone who might need her.

Office Hours, Saturday

2007-10-20T17:55:52Z

Vala was lounging in her office, feet on her desk and reading a Tiffany's catalog, but she was available for anyone who wanted to speak with her, or use her office to hide from relatives (for a small fee, of course).

The door was open.

Vala's Office--All Day Friday

2007-09-21T04:00:48Z

Vala had discovered the police blotter and was busy ensuring that her name and/or description weren't in it.

Not that she'd done anything, of course.

The door was wide open.

[ooc: I will be in and out tomorrow, but I will be going to bed fairly soon.]

Vala's Office, All Day

2007-09-15T15:25:30Z

Vala hadn't been in for her office hours the day before due to a small incident involving some artifacts, a pawn shop in Virginia, and dueling claims of forgery and highway robbery, but she hadn't seen any notes on the door, gotten any phone messages, or had students lined up outside her door this morning, so she figured she was probably safe.

To: Vala.MalDoran@fandomhigh.edu
From: D.Jackson@yahoo.com
Re: EBay

STOP SELLING MY THINGS, YOU CRAZED HARPY!

To: D.Jackson@yahoo.com
From: Vala.MalDoran@fandomhigh.edu
Re: EBay

1. They're not yours. They technically belong to an alternate universe's version of you, and are therefore fair game on the interdimensional black market. Or the internet.

2. NO. You called me a crazed harpy.

:P

Somewhere in Colorado, Vala's version of Daniel was probably headdesking, and the thought filled her with glee. Anyway, the door was open now, and she was in if anyone needed her.

Vala's Office, All Day

2007-09-07T23:58:53Z

Vala was searching online, trying to figure out a good price to set on some of the artifacts she'd found in a drawer of her office.

eBay was a wonderful thing, and she was fully embracing the theory of caveat emptor.

The door was open.

[ooc: Sorry this wasn't up earlier, but work likes me to work.]

Vala's Office--Wednesday, All Day

2007-08-16T01:09:07Z

Huh. Who knew she had an office? Not Vala, that was for sure. She'd been walking by the room, though, and it was mostly in one piece (if a bit cluttered and covered in dust). So she'd appropriated it as hers and called it good.

She spent the day tidying and looking for anything valuable that had been left behind by its previous occupant.

"Property of Daniel Jackson? Seriously???"

Her laughter could probably be heard down the hall as she appreciated the irony. And a few artifacts and journals she'd found behind one of the bookcases.

[ooc: Door is open for anyone who needs her!]

Sunday Night, 18 Apocalypse Avenue

2007-07-09T04:23:15Z

After the party at Emma and Ares's, Vala made her way tipsily back to the house, and stripped out of most of her clothes--good lord, it was hot and sticky. She'd been to desert planets that were more hospitable.

She'd found a small wading pool in the basement, filled it with ice and cold water, and had put it at the bottom of the front stairs. She was now soaking her feet in it and holding her hair off of her neck with one hand while she drank a large bottle of ice water from the other.

[ooc: Post is primarily for time_agent and the thread is locked to them, but the post is also open to other housemates if they wish.]

18 Apocalypse Avenue, Tuesday Afternoon

2007-07-04T01:21:26Z

Vala was stretched out on a lawn chair in a bikini, listening to her iPod and enjoying the sunshine. Probably best not to ask how she acquired or or learned how to use it or got the software.

To her right was a sign on the lawn that said "For Rent." What was for rent was always negotiable.

[ooc: Open for new and old housemates!]

Friday, 18 Apocalypse Avenue

2007-06-15T16:36:30Z

Vala returned from her morning shower to find two messages. Deciding that the first message could wait, she returned the second one immediately. Then she called...actually, she had no idea who she called. And then there was a message from Aly, which she also returned.

Oh, yay. A phone call from her minion. Wonder of wonders, this one actually got through.

18 Apocalypse Avenue--Sunday, After Dark

2007-05-14T03:08:22Z

One of the best things about Fandom, Vala decided as she pried a basement window open, was the trusting nature of its residents. Seriously, a fully furnished room in a house, and they don't even lock the windows?

She slithered in through the window, and fell to the floor with a quiet "Ooof."

Moments later, the overhead light flicked on, and a young man--correction, a handsome young man--was looking down at her disapprovingly. She scrambled to her feet quickly and fixed her hair, grinning at him. "Hello. May I compliment you on your lovely home?"

He smirked at her and leaned against the doorframe. "Sure."

"Well, I wasn't expecting that, but it's very well furnished, and spacious, and contains many book shelves. Now that I'm inside, though, I do notice a certain must or mildew odor. You might want to get that checked out." She smirked back.

"We had a flood."

Vala was still admiring him. "Yes, that would do it."

"Do you need a place to stay?" He was sizing her up and Vala tried not to squirm under his look. She'd had less thorough examinations by many different police agencies. "You'll have to pay rent."

"I can do that," she said, almost embarrassed by that, "I have a job for the summer."

"Well, then," he offered his hand, "It's nice to meet you--"

"Vala Mal Doran," she supplied, taking it. Hmm. Good grip.

"Vala," he nodded, heading back up the stairs, "I'm Jarod. Nice to meet you."

"You too," she purred, stretching out on the bed on her side to appreciate the rear view.

[ooc: Vala has moved in, and the post is open to any housemates who want to greet her. Thanks to jarodpretends for the post.]

OOC: Help Wanted

2007-05-07T18:21:47Z

Wanted: One recently graduated senior (given preference) or other student of questionable morals wanted for summer TA position. Knowledge of antiquities and security systems preferred.

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