Foolish Red-Haired Girl

"You mean there's actually a whole section devoted to Christmas artifacts?" Joshua asked.

"The Aisle of Noel," Artie confirmed. "It's not as . . . joyous . . . as it might sound."

Claudia burst through the front door ahead of Myka, who'd driven her in from the airport. "Honey! I'm home! Joshua!"

Joshua was nearly all the way to his feet when Claudia smacked into him for her hug. "Woah. Okay," he said. "We won't skip Thanksgiving next year, I promise."

"She uh . . . had a rough time of it," Myka explained.

"We don't really get it," Pete offered.

"Some artifact," said Artie. "She refuses to be debriefed yet."

Claudia pulled back from the hug to give Artie a pointed look. "Hey, I've tried. You're the one who refuses to believe me about the Auditors and the Nothing eating the multiverse."

"That part I get," Artie said. "I'm just still not sure about the gnome."

"Whatever," Claudia said. "Where's my presents?"

[ooc: open for phone calls if anyone feels the need to contact mah girl.]

Claudia had come back to South Dakota for Fall Break only to discover that things with the creepy former Warehouse agent, some skeeze-ball named "MacPherson", had upped his game, trapping Myka's parents using Jack the Ripper's lantern and threatening the crap out of Myka and Pete.

Which, you know, was exciting.

Artie had put Claudia immediately to work on the computers, trying to track down where MacPherson would end up next. He'd stolen Edgar Allen Poe's pen and notebook, giving them a small lead on tracking him down.

"Woah. Got a hit." Claudia shifted slightly to give Artie a clearer view of her laptop. "Apparently MacPherson decided to put Poe's pen up for auction on eBay. So, you know, either he's an idiot, or --"

"Here, click to see what other items the seller has for sale --"

"-- Wait, Artie, don't --" Claudia groaned. "-- You know, I always run a virus check before clicking unknown websites."

Artie looked abashed at the laughing skull that had appeared on the computer screen. "Ah, yes, good idea. Uh, maybe if you --"

"No touchy!"

It was going to be a long week.

[ooc: lalalala, vacations mean time for canon catch up!]

Claudia lead the way into the lab, leaving Jake standing watch outside. Artie, adjusted his glasses, staring around in awe.

“It really is Joshua’s lab.”

“That’s what I told you, genius.” Claudia rolled her eyes, heading for the center of the room. “Come on, ( let's do this.' )

[ooc: muchly riffed from Warehouse 13 ep 1x04, aptly named "Claudia". NFB, locked to need_no_moon or those in the know enough to place phone calls.]

Claudia had skipped out on the ski trip, sure, but that didn't mean she had to hang around the island. She'd decided to use the break from classes to sneak back into her brother's old lab and . . . mess around with some stuff.

Yeah, she probably should have gotten a friend to come along. And she fully expected that she'd be in trouble if anyone found out she'd come up here alone. But she wanted to try and talk to Joshua, and well, that was kind of awkward with Jake or Scully around.

( Funny thing was. . . . )

Yeah, okay, maybe she really should have waited until she knew Jake or Scully could come along.

[ooc: NFB, establishy, lalalalala, working up to getting that canon in there.]