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Junior Achievers Meeting

Outside of Dr. Carter's classroom a handwritten sign says:

Junior Achievers Meeting

For founding members and Faculty Advisor

Topics to include:

Finalizing membership list
Discussion of new members
School Projects

Free food provided

The door to the classroom is wide open. Inside, Angelus can be found sitting at one desk sideways, with his legs stretched out to rest on a chair one row over. He's writing in a notebook. On the teacher's desk is a box of sugar cookies.

[ooc: Mun is still on and off sick, so feel free to talk amongst yourselves, assume Angelus is quiet, etc. I'm here, just might not be as posty as normal]

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Belthazor walked in and overheard Faith's question. He snatched up a cookie. "I do enjoy a good steak. Rare, of course," he said as he took a bite of the cookie.

Faith nodded. "I don't know, the only non-humans I've ever actually like, spoke to, are vampires and whatever Dick was. And they all ate people food, at least some of the time."

"I'll spare you my pun about rarely enjoying a good stake."

Belthazor winced. "Sorry, man, wasn't even thinking."

"Bel, you know we here at JA can't condone hate crimes," Angelus gave him a wink. "Hey, speaking of hate, what was up in Bio today? I was half asleep but I thought I saw you and short stuff having a throw down."

"Creepy Girl, you mean?" Belthazor shrugged. "I don't know. She just looked at me and freaked out. Thought she was going to hyperventilate on the spot. Seems she can read minds and I guess she caught me fantasizing about the girl two rows ahead. Funny how Sidle immediately ran to see if she was okay."

"Not so funny when you realize Sidle's been banging her," Angelus gave a faux innocent look. "Whoops, did I just reveal someone's secret?"

Belthazor's jaw dropped. "Seriously? Looks like Anakin isn't the only one playing hot for teacher. How'd you find that out?"

"Because centuries ago the demon that created my species did not understand the concept of TMI," Angelus made his own face of disgust. "Talk about your disturbing mental images. But the nose knows."

"Ugh!" Belthazor grimaced. "You don't happen to have any steel wool handy do you? I need to scrub that image out of my mind."

"Does make you wonder," Angelus said, as he absently skimmed through his notes. "Did Sidle get on my case because she thought I was stalking Maia, or did she do it because she thought I might bang her first?"

"Quite possibly both," Belthazor said. He paused. "Eww. Guess she's getting an A in Bio, then."

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Faith, overhearing, made a face. "Ew. So not an image I want. Ever. Thanks for that."

"Share my pain," Angelus deadpanned.

He eats real food. Lots of it. Mostly the stuff that's mine.
So I gotta eat fast when he's around.

*grabs a cookie of his own and shoves the whole thing in his mouth*

"Don't choke on that there, kid. I don't know CPR."

*swallows and grins*

Don't worry 'bout me.

"Oh, I wasn't. But, really, who wants to deal with a body?"

Right.
Bodies are hard to clean up.

I'll try not to die, spare you the effort of ditching the corpse then. Just for you.

"You're sweet. I knew I'd like you."

Well, I aim to please.

Belthazor grinned and tried to look innocent. "I'm a growing boy, I need all the fuel I can get."

Wouldn't kill you to buy your own damn food once in a while though, would it?

"But you handle the shopping so well. I don't need to."

If I wasn't so damned scared of the cafeteria food, I'd stop buying stuff altogether.

Lucky for you the lunch ladies are evil.

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