"Ooooooh." River studies her handout, fascinated, as she absently scribbles her name on the sign-in sheet. She glances up at Prof. Sidle. "The clinic sent word, didn't they? Did I miss much homework?"
(OOC: You're an evil, evil bitch, just so you know. And we love you for it.)
::signs in and takes a handout::
::raises hand::
Ms. Sidle, I apologize for my ignorance, but while I understand what each variable represents individually, I'm afraid that I don't understand how they combine in this particular equation.
Oz signs the roll sheet, takes a hand out, and goes to his seat to work on it. He scribbles notes in the margins, in all the places in between, and studies the equation thoughtfully.
Roy signs in on the roll sheet, takes the handout, and taps his pencil on his chin. After about 10 seconds of looking at it, he starts writing quickly.
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::signs in and takes a handout::
::raises hand::
Ms. Sidle, I apologize for my ignorance, but while I understand what each variable represents individually, I'm afraid that I don't understand how they combine in this particular equation.
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*Insert long, rambling, technical explanation here.*
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Hmmm. This could take a while.
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Mmmm...math.
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[OOC: Angela is looking for you.]
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*is certified genius, after all*
*certifiable as well, perhaps*
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