Journalism Class - Wednesday, September 7

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

((OOC - This is a lecture and Q/A session. It'll be open daily and Spider will always have something to say... if he's actually there. For student reference at the end of a class session - ie when I get home at night, the entire thing will be considated as coherently as I can manage and placed behind an lj-cut.))

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The renovations done in the classroom set aside for Journalism lecture and discussion are obvious, beginning with the giant, floor to ceiling video screens which are, for the moment, mercifully dark. There are fairly comfortable chairs scattered across the room, two or three to a table, with the maximum capacity looking to be about thirty. There are plugs set in the floor beneath each table for laptops... and other than the minimal furnishings and the professor's desk at one end of the room, there is no other furniture.

The professor looks as if he spent the night sleeping behind the desk, sprawled back in his chair, feet propped on a laptop set atop the desk and a two-faced cat with a cigarette in one mouth leaning on his feet. There is a trashcan beside him overflowing with cans and an open pizza box with half a congealed pizza in it beside him.

There is a note taped to his foot reading, “Someone wake me at 1100”.

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[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue rushes in, having run all the way from her English class. She scans the room for an empty seat, and settles in the row farthest from the door. Plopping down in the chair, she whispers to the student next to her, "Did I miss anything?"

[the-envious-sin.livejournal.com]

Hm? You didn't miss much, just got started. He was just mentioned some stuff that was on the syllabus thing. *nods and keeps eating red stones* *mutters to himself "Should have eaten some breakfast.."*

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"Oh good." Rogue clicks her pen, and starts scribbling down notes. Her classmate is eating some sort of rock, and rather loudly. Rogue can't help but be distracted. Having heard the last bit of Spider's speech, she quickly writes a note and passes it to Envy.

I'm Rogue. Who are you and what are you eating? - R

She knows it's not polite, and her ma would be very disappointed, but Rogue just has to know.

[the-envious-sin.livejournal.com]

*opens note, reads it and chuckles a bit*

The name's Envy. And as for what I'm eating, it's my little secret that only a few people know. ;P

*passes note to Rogue*

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue shakes her head at the note, then writes back.

Envy's an interesting name. Are you in 101 too?

[the-envious-sin.livejournal.com]

*opens note, reads it, and begins to write back*

So is Rogue. ;P And no, I'm in Combat Journalism for this semester.

*passes note to Rogue*

[youngest-sister.livejournal.com]

*watches for a moment*

*starts eating red smarties*

DoeS iT Count as eating theM Last if you DON't eat any OTHer oneS?

[the-envious-sin.livejournal.com]

No. *eats more red stones*