psychette | Open House Apartment Post

A message from the mun: This is sort of an open house post. Anyone is welcome to drop in or out to see her apartment, say hi, and eat food or play video games. Psych muses are especially welcome. Slow or fast RPing, either is fine.

Jackie switched off the vacuum and surveyed her handiwork. The apartment was clean from top to bottom, from kitchenette to sofa. (she'd even dug out an old lollypop wrapper that she was sure had been stuck there sometime in the 80's when the couch was sold to her dad...and $1.10 in change) Jackie wrapped up the cord and stuck the vacuum in the closet out of the way and shut the door.
Let's see....the apartment is clean, check...
....goodies were made, double check...
She even had Uno and Twister standing by if things got too boring...
Jackie swiped one of the oreos off of the plates of snacks she had set buffet style along her kitchen counter. Chips, cookies, and soda of various kinds. Munching on her cookie, she hopped over the top of her couch to set herself right in the middle of it contentedly. She clapped her hands dramatically over her head as she laid back on the couch. "Music!" Her music player attached to the clapper under the tv kicked in, her own mix cd blend of 80's music, the beatles, and Gerschwin jazz. "Perfect," she said with a smile. Picking up her nintendo controller, she turned on her snowboarding game that she'd been trying to beat earlier that week. Nothing much to do till someone shows up I guess, she thought to herself as she guided her female character down the snowy video game slopes.

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*tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear a bit nervously*

"Not sure, I mean, Shawn pretty much comes and goes without warning really..."

She noticed him fidgeting impatiently a bit. "Oh goodness, I'm being rude. Come on in." *opens the door up wide and stands to one side*
"You can wait for him if you like, I texted him this morning about coming today. I could text him again that you're looking for him."

It was the middle of the afternoon, the sun shining bright in a fairly warm winter day, when Shawn parked his Norton in front of Jackie's apartment. He took off his gloves and grabbed the Taco bag he had picked in his way to her place and jogged to her door.

"Miss! Your order of awesomeness is here!", he said as loud as he could -he would have shouted, but Jackie said she wanted it to keep it down- he knocked her door.

The door opens and Jackie is standing there with a wry smile. "I don't believe I ordered any awesomeness, are you sure you have the right address? I was expecting a psychic cousin with a side of gus."

"The awesomeness comes for free with the psychic cousing, ma'am. And no Gus yet, he's incredibly busy with some stupid homework from his stupid second job...", Shawn said, muttering the last sentence. Then he showed her the bag he was carrying. "But I brought Tacos if that's of any help."

Yummy, tacos....*swings the door wide* Come on in. This is the place, all 40 square feet of it. And...*claps twice and tears for fears begins to sing Shout over her cd player*

*follows her into the living room, dropping the Taco bag on the coffee table before dropping himself on the couch and resting hsi feet on the little table* Nice place, baby cousin. Also, *points at the stereo* Very nice touch there.

*motions for him to toss the bag and catches it in midair on the way to the kitchen* There's hotdogs and chips and such in here if you're hungry.
*grabs one of the tacos and bites into it hungrily* Mmmmm...

Oh! I could really use a hotdog right now! *gets up and follows her into the kitchen* Do you have chocolate syrup? Captain Crunch?

*begins to answer but stops to do a double take*

...if I say yes, are they going on your hotdog?

Oh, and I'm really glad you showed up because...*pulls a pineapple from the fridge and sets it right on the counter*...I have NO idea where to begin to cut that.

*grabs a hotdog* Well, obviously. You haven't really tried one of these babies till... *sees the pineapple* Oh, let an expert handle that! *takes it off her hands*

*opens a couple of drawers before finding the sharp knives and hands him one* No cutting anything that's not pineapple, I'm not set up for anything worse than bandaid injuries.

Chocolate and a hotdog.. *makes a face* At least I'm not the one that's going to eat it.

So where does Gus work?

Don't worry. *leaves the hotdog on the counter while he grabs the knife and starts peeling the delicious fruit* No worries, you're talking to a pro here.

Hey! That's at least on the middle of my Top Ten Ways of Eating Hotdogs lsit. You should give it a try.

Pharmaceutical company. *concentrated cutting the pineapple*

*pulls the chocolate syrup out of the fridge and tosses back a swig before setting it on the counter, takes one of the pieces of pineapple and munches on it*

Drug company? Sounds a bit dull.

That's what I'm telling him. But he insists that he needs the money and a lot of other ridiculous stuff that could be easily arranged if we made a couple of extra hours at psych.

*takes a piece of pineapple too and puts it in his mouth, then grabs the syrup and covers the hotdog in chocolate before taking a bite*

Hmmmmmm! Delicious! *pleasure face*

Well, a steady income is a plus....which reminds me, I should come visit your guys' office sometime too. It's just a few blocks from work.

*arranges the cut pineapple on a plate relatively nicely*

Ok, you, me, duckhunt. Whaddya say?

"'Yeah, he's a bit of a Tom cat, isn't he?" Carlton muttered as he slipped through the doorway.

Poking around the room for no real reason but habit, he looking over his shoulder at her. "Oh, you won't get an answer from him, I have his cell."

*shuts the door and turns with a questioning look*

You have his cell? How did yo....ohmyword, he's dead isn't he?! Something did happen, didn't it?!!

*covers her mouth with her hands*

*frowns at her*

Yes, that's right. And I'm expecting his corpse to turn up here for a party any second now.

[whew!]

Jackie sighed with relief and smiled at a thought. "Knowing Shawn, he totally would show up as a corpse just to freak everyone out even if he was dead."

"Sorry to freak out like that, I've never had a policeman show up at my door before. Does Shawn work with you? Is that how you have his phone?"

"Work... Yeah, that's exactly how I have his phone..." He put his hand in his pocket to touch Shawn's cell that he'd brought with him to return to him. "If you want to insist on calling what he does 'work'."

Chewing the inside of his cheek, he glanced around the room again. "How do you know him?"

*grabs a chip and thinks as she munches it before continuing*

He's family. And you are?

[wondering who this suspicious person is and wondering if he really is with the SBPD]

*places the knife in the sink and grabs a slice of pineapple; starts munching it*

Wath do you mean by steady income? Psych is steady enough.

And yeah, that sounds like a date, young lady. We could totally have a marathon of old school video gaming at the office.

"Unfortunatly, I wasn't there and Sheppard didn't have his camera but I can assure you it was a picture. As for his reaction, you should find a Sheppard who knows about it." Jack just grins.

"Aw, too bad..."

"I dunno, the Sheppard I know and I don't seem to get along too well really...which is too bad, I keep hearing good stuff about him." *shrugs* "I guess some people just don't mix well together."

"Yeah. And I doubt my Sheppard is around here anyway."

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