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Instead of the usual jump and twirl entrance Ms Frizz made each class period, there was simply Hikaru sitting on her desk, waiting for everyone to be seated. He maintained a steady smirk as they all seated themselves.

It felt kind of neat to be the teacher.

“Alright everyone, Ms. Frizz is out sick.” He nodded, smirk still in place. “So I’ll be running class today. We’re learning about light.” He hopped down from the desk to stand in front of the class; sure, they weren’t a very big class, but he totally had power over them right now. And it was good.

“Light, is electromagnetic radiation with a wavelength visible to the eye. The most important thing to know about that is intensity, which is how bright light is, and frequency, which is the color we see." He picked up a shiney prism and took a pocket flashlight to it, shining it through at an angle so the rainbow of colors shows up on the opposite wall. "At different angles, the frequency of the photon's, light particles, wavelength changes and they show up as different colors. ROYGBIV or what have you." He paused to collect his thoughts. "Right. Now that that's through..." He put the prism down and crossed his arms over his chest, surveying the class.

"Instead of a field trip." He looked Liz up and down. Sure, the lizard had proved herself a fine driver last time, but he just really didn't trust her at the moment. What, with them needing to shrink down to photon size. "I decided that we're playing flashlight tag. With mirrors." What may not have been noticed earlier was all the random mirrors set up around the classroom. "The only way to tag someone and get them out is to shine the flashlight off of a mirror and hit them." He held up the little flashlight, which look more like a laser pointer and worked more like one with it's concentrated beam. "You can hide behind things, but only for a maximum of five seconds. Otherwise Turtle would look rather stupid wandering around trying to tag you." He smirked and placed the flashlight directly down in front of her.

[[ooc: AH! I hope I did this right/reasonably! I’ve never written a class before…so hurrah to that! Enjoy ~~and wait for the OCD~~! (sorry if this is too weird and you don't know what to do! Just...play tag!) AFK for awhile... SP. EEK.]]

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All Collapsey. (omg why am I so excited to write this OCD?)

(If you could even call it that. And OMG excuse me for any mistakes. Credit to the all-powerful Wiki!)

Give him weird looks, or whatever. He's totally doing that to Turtle the whole time.

Free for all tag! No need for a central thread or anything. Hide, run, quietly leave the classroom.... just stay away from that it girl..

He's there after the tag is over to answer any questions one might actually have....and Liz is there to be prodded.

HURRAH! I'm off to eat sushi and be back later!

Fear the cute blond twins!

Cindy Mackenzie.

Turtle Wexler

Mac's not really a big sportswoman, and stood off to the side a little, hopeful that no one would actually notice she was there.

The chances of that actually happening, probably very slim.

This has got to be the most glares and eyerolls and occasional funny, cross-eyed looks to screw him up she's ever done in one sitting.

You eat sushi, they eat souls.

Nova

Valentine ~~who is hiding under his desk as long as possible.~~

Valentine?
Totally still hiding under his desk.

Valentine was bound and determined to remain under his desk for as long as possible. If someone dragged him out, well, then it would be a problem. But for now? He was safe.

Nova is a bit distracted by Valentine's hiding. He writes him a note and has his little turtle stealthily deliver it to him.

The note says:

Why are you hiding?

The turtle managed to deliver the note without protest, but it didn't hesitate to give Valentine a dirty look afterward.

Alphonse Elric

Sokka

Sokka tried to subtly, while Hikaru and Turtle were looking in other directions, turn the nearby mirrors so that none of them were facing him.

Except the one he was using to check his hair.

But they do it lovingly.

Turtle frowned as she picked up the flashlight. What a stupid game. How come Hikaru made her it? She clicked it on, looked around to see where the mirrors all were...

...and decided to just shine it right in his eyes.

Hikaru had made sure to equip himself with his own mirror just for that reason. He held it up in front of his face.

Turtle shifted the light toward a different mirror for the time being; part of her hoped that the beam of light would just randomly hit someone out of chance.

"Ah, that's much better, Hikaru. You should walk around like that more often so we don't have to see your face."

"And then risk them seeing yours twice? I don't think so." He stuck his tongue out at her.

Turtle wrinkled her nose and glared at Hikaru, plotting one heck of a kick.

Once she finished ~~flirting with~~ giving Hikaru crap, Turtle focused on trying to find a mirror that was tilted in a way that could help her get the weird masked guy under the desk. If she couldn't get it to work before he noticed, she'd go for weird masked guy number two, and what the heck was with weird masked guys in this class?

Eventually she'd get the right angle.

Valentine wasn't entirely used to getting dirty looks from turtles, but the fact that the turtle was delivering the note didn't seem to odd to him at all, really. He took the note and scrawled his answer.

Long week. It's probably safer under here.

And he offered it to the turtle to return to Nova.

Valentine really didn't notice. He was too busy hiding from scary things that go bump in the night and turn clothing into pie to worry about being hit with a flashlight beam.
So it was something of a shock when the aforementioned flashlight beam caught him across the front, and he jumped a little, effectively knocking the top of his head against the bottom of the desk.

Lucas Wolenczak

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