Peter...were you aware your mother is sixteen again and in my political science class?

...It's a bit disconcerting, I have to say.

Jack had stayed up all night after In and Out had closed, thinking over a glass, or two, or scotch. He had the keys to the place and told the bartender working he'd close up. He meant to do it before sunrise, but his thoughts kept him there, staring into amber liquid as the intervening hours stretched lazily and sauntered by.

Only when he noticed the sky lightening through one of the windows did he finally get up. After washing his glass out, he dried it and put it away, then shrugged into his wool coat and locked up. Hands deep in his pockets, he cast a glance toward the hotel, limned in frost and the beginning gleams of golden light, then turned toward the park, planning to watch the sun rise the rest of the way and then maybe grab some breakfast at the waffle place or cafe before heading home and crashing--if he could manage to sleep, then. His mind had been too rattled for too long now, this second chance of his feeling somewhat empty these days, though he wasn't quite sure why. Maybe having your illusions ripped away could do that, but he thought war had rid him of any he had left. It was something of a surprise to realize he'd still carried a few around, and now they were all turned upside down and inside out.

He found a tree to lean against, facing east, and found himself longing for a cigarette, even though he rarely indulged. With nothing else to do, he sighed, and watched the sun work its way up, changing the sky from grey to gold to blue in a slow cascade that he had to be grateful to see, no matter how confusing everything else had become.

Daniel hadn't been sleeping well. He'd found that he'd gotten back most of his memories from his time before his death and ascension, but the time while he was ascended? A complete blank, and that worried him.

He couldn't remember what he'd done, and what he hadn't done. Had he helped people? Had he watched those he knew? Had he followed the code of the Ancients and not interfered?

He sat in the cafe, both his hands wrapped around a coffee, staring out into space, just thinking.

Another school day over, and Effy was leaning against the side of the building, smoking a cigarette. She had to admit, she was enjoying all her special shoutouts in the announcements every day. In fact, some days, she came to school just to see if she would get one. But today's had entertained her even more, because she hadn't been mentioned in a while. Very amusing.

Of course, that was her own fault. She'd been laying low for a while, not causing much of a problem, and just waiting for the prime moment she could do something really crazy. Something Tony would be proud of.

She blew out some smoke and took out her mobile, considering it for a while. Maybe she'd invite Chris to that stupid dance so they could scandalize the rest of the student population. Maybe she could bring drugs. Or vodka. Or both. Sell some, make some money. Or maybe Chris would come up with something even better. There were just too many options.

She smirked to herself, and tossed the cigarette down, stamping it out before lighting another. Though she normally preferred to work solo, what she really wanted was a partner in crime at this school.

Neri floated alongside her friend in the middle of the ocean waters of the village. Her eyes were deep with worry as she ran her hand along the humpback whale's side. He was in pain and did not feel well. Neri too felt the onset of a powerful headache and the water was not as pleasant to swim in as it usually was.

She frowned and shook her head. Charlie was telling her to leave the water, but she did not want to leave him alone. But she knew he could not follow. He frown deepened. "I will come back." Neri lingered after the promise for a brief moment before diving back into the water.

When she reached the shore, she walked out onto the sand and sat down. She was a little dizzy as she drew in her legs to her chest and looked out into the ocean where Charlie floated at the surface. Her expression was somber as she thought.

Something was wrong.

Tonks walked briskly about the streets, darting into various shops. She had a mission: get all her Christmas shopping done by the end of the day. She knew it was going to be a difficult task but she was determined. Christmas was most definitely her thing and she often chose to fill herself with festive spirit whenever possible, in almost all aspects of life each December. She would need fairy lights for her room door, presents and hats, yes, lots of Santa hats.

So onwards she walked, her head down and her hands filled with masses of shopping bags that kept bumping into people. Being the incredibly alert girl that she was, she didn't notice the person in front of her and hit them head on. She let out a quick yelp and stumbled backwards, landing in a pile of shopping bags.

OOC: Feel free to have her bump into your pup or see her wandering around the shops/streets if you prefer.

The village had wifi. A fact which was both wonderfully comforting and completely baffling as she hadn't been able to figure out the source. She had an idea though and had started writing code to track the signal.

She hadn't been able to get through the layer upon layer of security that filtered data but she had discovered that the village firewall system allowed packets of data into it much the way she'd learned people arrived. Little windows where the security of the system was compromised and she could get in to back hack the IP of whoever was pulling the strings.

And once she did that he was her bitch.

Unfortunately her personal laptop was far less sophisticated than her system back at the BAU and finding the edges of the network was tedious when you couldn't map it all at once.

Which was why she had on her iPod head phones, listening to Christmas music (when in Rome right? She was also wearing a shockingly bright holiday ensemble) and was nibbling a large cookie and sipping a caramel latte while her code compiled. She sang softly and slightly offkey to herself, fingers flying over the keyboard.

Angel was tired of flying. Usually she wasn't, but it felt like they flew for a long time, and she wanted to go to bed. Right when she was about to ask though, the flock banked right, and they were stopping at the house they were living in now thanks to Jeb. She had no idea if they were supposed to be trusting him again, but Max seemed to.

"Total, you don't have to sleep on the floor, you can sleep in my bed," she told her little black dog.

He promptly jumped onto her bed. "Oh, I'm glad, the floor gets too cold for my tail."

Angel giggled and once everyone said their goodnights, she and Nudge (who were sharing a room) talked until Angel fell asleep (which was really the only way to get Nudge to stop).

She had no idea that while she slept she made her way back to the village, but there she was, in her bed with all of her stuffed animals and surrounded by her pink princess things.

Fred stepped out of the hotel and shivered as a cold breeze washed over her. She tightened her coat and put her gloves on before stepping out into the street. The brisk weather put her in the Christmas spirit and she was missing everyone. She wondered what Angel, Lorne and Gunn were doing. If they were enjoying the holiday. Fred really worried about Wesley, if he was working too hard.

She hoped that the rumors were true and that people didn't know that you were gone. Fred didn't like to think about her parents and friends worrying about her. She also didn't like to think that Wesley was stuck in a time loop of her being sick and invaded by whatever it was that had got into her.

Here in the village it wasn't inside of her, but she wasn't under any illusion that when she returned (if she did) Angel wouldn't be able to fix her. Not this time. Maybe that was why she was here. Maybe it was to find the way to stop it. She was not going to be defeated by a demonic flu.

Changing her mind of where she was headed, Fred went toward the magic school. She doubted that the library would have this.

[ooc: Catch Fred coming to or from the magic school]

Morning everyone. I'm not up for chit chatting today so let's get right down to it. Sports sign ups are closed. The dance is this weekend. Christmas break runs until January fourth. There, everyone good? Fantastic.

Have a terrific Tuesday!

There weren’t parking meters for Monk to touch but there were lamp posts. As he walked down the streets of Haurvatat his finger snapped out to touch each one. His mind working through everything that had happened to him since his arrival.

"You missed one." Donna pointed toward the lamp post they'd just walked by.

"I did not." Monk was pulled from his thoughts by her voice and he mentally went over his actions. He realized that he had missed it and walked back to touch it before continuing on.

"Here, take these. I'll only be a minute." Donna handed him his wipes. She doubted that he would need them but it was better than listening to him gripe that she hadn't left him any like the last time. "I'm just going to pop in for a tick." She needed to get a Christmas gift for Martha and she didn't think Monk would want to come along.

For his part, Monk was grateful. He hated crowds. "Take your time, I'll be fine." He waved her away and started off toward the grocery store to do his own shopping.

[ooc: Feel free to tag separately or together just let me know in the subject line.]

Jacob came out of the hotel breath catching a little at the coolness of the air. The Christmas season and slowly started to get to him and the closer the day got the more it bothered him. He loved being able to be so close to his daughter and his new job was great but there was just something bothering him. He pushed his hands into his pockets starting down the street at a slow pace. He hoped that a peaceful walk in the fresh air might help him figure out what was going on. Jacob knew that many people got down around the holidays but he tried to keep himself busy enough that it never happened to him. He shook his head he didn't think this would be easy.

While Laura was busy cleaning up the kitchen, she'd handed off bath time to Joslire. It was something they typically did together, but Laura'd had a minor accident with tomato sauce that required immediate clean up. She'd get her moment with Laila later when she fed.

Laila knew when bath time was, and as she was being undressed, she grunted loudly and looked at Joslire with an excited squeal. One fist made its way to her mouth and she burbled around it happily.

Jack's walk was brisk and to the point. While he did have a specific destination in mind, there was a completely different reason for him to be walking so specifically. He was trying to make sure he wasn't followed. If it had been Jaffa or even human-formed Replicators, he would have been okay, but since he met this kid - Eli, he thought the kid's name was - he'd felt like he was being stalked a little. That kid seemed to be everywhere.

So Jack found himself walking once again in the village being more aware of his surroundings than he had been in a while. It was sort of ironic.

Finally he came to Lemondrop Lab and stepped inside. He bypassed Stephanie who greeted him pleasantly enough and walked into the back looking for Sam.

(ooc: Feel free to catch him before he gets into the lab, or inside too if you want. ^__^)