Teacher's Lounge, Tuesday

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Someone looking into the lounge might think that Vala was being conscientious--she was writing industriously on a legal pad, cup of coffee and something called a doughnut by her side.

The first page was covered with notes from her lecture the day before--mostly about places to rob and possible accomplices. Not that Karal person, obviously, but her class had a number of nice prospects in that regard.

Each page under the top one had a name of one of the locations, the valuable items noted by the students, and any possible drawbacks, including security.

Cairo was still looking pretty tempting, though.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Not at all," he said. "She lisped. And had a Southern accent."

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"I wasn't aware you had royalty here." Daniel Jackson should have mentioned that, damn him, "but I also didn't know that speech impediments were a barrier to governing."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"She wasn't really a princess," John said slowly. "It was a result of the gremlin bite."

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"Ooooooh," she said, understanding finally, "and does everyone bitten think they're princesses?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Nope," he said. "It's different for everyone. "Who knows, maybe one will bite you and you'll remember little ole me."

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"And maybe I'll think you did something horrible to me and burst into tears whenever I see you," she said, "I don't think that would be good."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"No one could burst into tears when they saw me," he said. "Are you teaching here?"

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "Just for the summer, for the moment."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Teaching Fashion 101?"

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"Treasure hunting," she corrected, "but I am looking for a course to teach next semester."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I'm teaching to," he said and grinned. This was a BIG thing to him.

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"Really? What will you be teaching?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"A How to class," he said. "A good one."

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"How to what?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"How to..." He kind of fell off here, mumbling something under his breath. Trying to keep it a secret might've been dumb and considering who he was talking to, even dumber, but it was John.

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"You're teaching a class in how to mumble? Won't that make communication difficult? Oh! Or are you teaching in mime? Because that could be very interesting."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I'm teaching a class on how to be a mime," he deadpanned. "Wanna be a my TA?"

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"How much does it pay?" She asked immediately.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You wouldn't wanna help enrich the minds of young folks?"

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"For no compensation?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Pride?"

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

Vala just looked at him.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Sense of accomplishment?"

[spacepiratevala.livejournal.com]

"I believe I'll stick with the position I have now, thank you."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"My next offer was going to be pie," he said with a shrug. "Your loss!"