Study Hall -- Thursday, September 29th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Thursday's study hall. I'm in a good mood today because it's the mun's birthday -- woohoo!, so I promise not to threaten anybody today. Well, unless one of you behaves like a fucking tool.

A couple of announcements:

-- Regarding the discussion in the weapons ban thread yesterday, nobody's going to go around to all of the magical students and inquire as to their abilities. They're already in the permanent school files from when you enrolled, remember? *grumbles* Little punks ... can't wait until every last one of you burns in the fires of nuclear war, you ignorant fucks ... (OOC: Hee. Isn't it scary that this is Sarah's GOOD mood? ;))

-- There will be a detention this weekend, so if any teacher wishes to be in charge of that, feel free to volunteer.

-- In case you haven't heard, fh_adoptions is open for business.

Comments

[chasingangela]

Angela bites her lower lip. Eeek. She understands why Marty is off-balance.

"I've been thinking about it," she says softly, "Like, a lot. And seriously? The whole ... event was probably a good thing. I mean, not good, but ... I think I needed to have it demonstrated to me that not everyone here is a nice guy. And from that point of view, I got off easy."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty nods. The fact of the matter is that nothing about what happened the other day could ever be considered good.

Marty looks again at Angela's necklace. "You should get something bigger. Like... handheld."

Marty nods to the books. "Did you find anything else?"

[chasingangela]

"Handheld?" Angela asks, gulping. "That's ... okay. Handheld." Guess I'll be visiting church, she thinks.

She nods toward the books. "I didn't find anything that exciting. Oh, if we spill poppy seeds, he -- I mean, they -- should be, like, compelled to count them." She drops her voice even lower. "There was stuff about, um, permanent measures" -- she draws a finger across her throat in a slashing motion and hopes he gets it -- "but ... we can talk about that later. I didn't find anything on that other idea you had, though. Plus, I still have two and a half books to read."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*Poppy seeds?*

Marty nods, understanding about the permanent measures. "If you want I can take one of the books off your to-do list. I was also thinking of checking out the library later to see if they had anything else there."

[chasingangela]

Angela smiles. "That would be awesome," she says, handing him a maroon hardback with True Vampires of History in gold and black letters on the cover.

"I was thinking maybe one of us should go to that independent study thing Zero is putting together tonight, instead of Geoff's. I mean, yay poker, but it can't hurt to know what other weirdness is going on in this school."

[OOC: I think the "counting seeds" thing is the coolest thing about vampires Joss never used. Which probably means it won't work on Angelus, but still.]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty chuckles.

"You mean our lives aren't weird enough as it is? I can probably beg off from the game tonight. Geoff mentioned that Spike, Jayne and the guy who lives in the junkyard are going to be there which probably means trouble. Something I'd like to avoid. When does that expedition start?"

[chasingangela]

"I'm not really sure of that. I think Zero said seven?," Angela says, grateful, but also feeling bad she's making Marty check out of potential fun. "I'd have to find the flyer."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Probably won't join in on the fun until later. If Angela's going, do you want to NPC Marty until I join up?]

"Sounds good. I think I'll hit the library sometime tomorrow and see what I can dig up."

"Oh... By the way? Unless there's another zombie invasion, looks like they're having detention again this weekend. Grissom is hosting it. So big benefit? No dreams. The bad? I hear he's really into bugs."

[chasingangela]

Angela makes a face at Grissom's name. "He was giving me such a hard time in class today. I think he thought I was sick because I'm not Miss Super Participation. I'm like, god, leave me alone..."

"But at least it's your last one."

[OOC: No problem. Though I'm not sure how active Angela will be either -- I might take the night, or at least a few hours, off from the computer.]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. My last one unless Connor doesn't like what she hears from me." Marty shakes his head and the look of worry goes back across his face.

"I'm... I'm going to get ready for tonight. I'll see you around."

Marty leans in hesitantly and gives Angela a kiss on the cheek before he leaves.

[OOC: Okay. Sounds good. Going offline at the moment myself.]