http://idontlooktired.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] idontlooktired.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-09-14 06:56 pm
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School Assembly, The Auditorium, Friday afternoon

"Good afternoon, students. I'm Harriet Jones, Dean of Students. Some of you might know who I am, but for those who don't, it's nice to meet you all. Feel free to pop in for a chat if you have any student-related problems. Or any problems, really.

Now, welcome to our first assembly for the semester. We have a special guest today, the star of…" Harriet raised an eyebrow at her notes before continuing, sounding just a bit confused. "The star of Everybody Loves Hypnotoad. Now, that can't be right. Why on earth--"

There was a loud, buzzing HMMMMMMMMM coming from the toad on stage.

Harriet straightened, gaze fixed forward, looking out at the students. "The star of Everybody Loves Hypnotoad. All glory to the HYPNOTOAD."

[Please wait for extensive OCD and CAPSLOCK ABUSE for all! Just follow along with the OCD, it should be fairly clear. Those who were hypnotised will remember what they did and how they acted! The effect can wear off once they leave the stage or at any point after that, so long as it has worn off by midnight. It is totally up to you.]
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[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack grinned back with a bit of a smug smile. He yawned and stretched.........and followed that up with his arm on the back of her seat. Very innocently. Of course. He tilted his head a bit in a "do you mind?" way.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
She eyed him, then leaned over just a bit toward him. Cassandra decided that vocalizing might be important so that this would be clear: "Um... That wasn't very subtle." But, no, she didn't mind.

Of course Jack might have (but probably didn't) notice that her posture stiffened ever so slightly at having anyone's arm or hand that close to her throat. Throats are good places to start if you want to kill someone after all.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack looked a bit sheepish. "I'm not real good at subtle," he admitted, not realizing that Cassandra's about six inches away from redecorating Jack's organs if he tries to touch her neck.

He took the part where she leaned over as a good sign.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
It wasn't a bad way to take it really. Cassandra was making a serious effort to make new friends, and that meant not breaking people when they did stuff they didn't know would upset her.

So Jack was safe... for now.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Way I figure it," he said, not moving his arm, "if I did something you didn't like, you'd break my arm or beat me up." His serious face faded into his smirky face. "And I don't like that, so I'm not planning on it to happen." He shrugged. With his not-arm-around-her-seat-back shoulder.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd try not to," she said completely seriously.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-14 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks. I appreciate it," he said with a smile.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
It took Cassandra a moment to realize that he had taken her to be at least partially joking. She had been dead serious, but she managed a little smile anyway.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
He matched her grin, wondering if she was as nervou--confident as he was. If she moved closer, he'd put his arm around her or have it broken, and if she moved away...at least he tried.

He didn't think about what he'd do if she didn't move in either direction.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
A quick glance told her what he was thinking, and so Cassandra very carefully didn't move. She was having a hard enough time repressing the urge to hit him and get some distance as it was, and she didn't need him making any sudden moves. Or, perhaps more accurately, he didn't need him to make any sudden moves.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Did they say what this was for?" he asked. "Is this a regular type thing?" He had no clue.

On a lot of things.

But at least he wasn't moving suddenly. Or at all.

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Lucky for both of them!

Cassandra shrugged a "I have no idea" sort of shrug.

[identity profile] inthereflexes.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack tilted his head at the stage in a "Let's just see what happens" kinda way. It was an assembly. How exciting could it be?

[identity profile] iseewhatyoumean.livejournal.com 2007-09-15 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
It wouldn't be long at all before they found out (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhigh/1516261.html?thread=92836581#t92836581).
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