Journalism Class - Friday September 23

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Spider is sprawled atop his desk, cat draped over his feet, staring up at a holo feed that is playing on the celing. He has a large mug of something that is steaming gently beside him and a pack of cigarettes with a lighter atop it by his elbow. The rest of the newsfeeds are also on, but muted.

The one above him seems to be going on at some length about prisoner riots.

On a large board propped up in front of the class is a sign that reads:

Attention students:

Today is gossip day. I want you to spend the class period discussing the strangest and most vicious rumors you've heard regarding the school, your schoolmates, the townies and your professors. Go nuts. At the end of class, I will go back and review and whoever came up with the best (ie most fascinating, funny or repeatable) rumor will win a prize.

Also? Homework assignments for next week, coming to a notice board near you.

Comments

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Ohh, coffee smell! Jake grabbed the can happily. Snake-hair or no, at least it wasn't the professor's coffee. After taking a gulp, his eyebrows raised as well. "Weird cover story," he decided. "And anyway, who'd care? I mean, around here the only thing that might raise eyebrows would be child porn, I'm thinking." He had more coffee. "And maybe lifestock, but I'm not at all sure of that."

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Definitely not the professor's coffee. The can was still slightly warm, the coffee average but stronger than usual, as though depthcharged with a shot of espresso.

Duce shrugged a shoulder genially, "It's the usual cover story, strange as it sounds. 'I can't be gay! I have a girlfriend!'" She snorts at the livestock comment, "Around here, there isn't much difference between the students and most forms of livestock."

To clarify her point, she makes a sheep noise.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake snorted coffee out his nose. "Please don't do that again," he said, when he could speak again.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce grinned at Jake, "Well, at least it woke you up."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Oh it did that, all right." He uselessly tried to wipe the front of his shirt with his sleeve. "I'm gonna smell like coffee all day now," he grumbled.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Duce said with a laugh. "There are worse things you could smell like."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Hearing the tail end of that, he smirks, calling over to Jake. "Why should that even bother you?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

This gave him pause. "Okay, you're right there," he admitted grudgingly, eyeing first Snake-lady, then Krycek. "But that's spilled coffee I could've drunk, that is."

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

((ooc: quit dodging :P))
Duce goes for the gross-out, suggesting, "You probably still could.. just wring it out of your shirt, and.."

She can't contain the laugh, "Sorry. We have another, if you're desperate."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake shuddered at her suggestion. "I'm not that desperate, lady. Not with the Perkolator open and everything. The Diner place might even have coffee."


((ooc: I like nice tidy convos. I'msonotafreak))

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce pondered whether Jake had accidentally combined two seperate suggestions or whether he was trying to be insulting. She went with the optimistic of the two, "We'd avoid the diner. We've heard bad things about their coffee etching glass."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Glass etching is bad," Jake nodded.