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Study Hall - Wednesday

Aly made her way down to the Study Hall room just before 1st Period. Unlike Fraser, she remembered to bring donuts. And coffee for herself, of course. Also unlike Fraser (she assumed), she was wearing a miniskirt. For no reason at all Really.

Sipping her coffee gratefully, she sat down at the desk to flip through a book of codes then, frowning, decided to fix them.

[OOC: yay, Study Hall, ~~please wait for the~~ OCD is up! Sorry for the delay *eyes class*]

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Aly is still frowning at the book of codes. She'll be happy to tell you why they're stupid.

And she's now started to corrected the ones in the book.

Really, she's paying attention to the rest of the room. For real.

She slipped out for a few minutes to get a sandwich, but she's around for most of it.

In interests of keeping her sanity, Aly's moved on to class notes.

She's started to pack up. Slowly. If there are any donuts left, hopefully people will come eat them.

Cause the end of the world means no fun future to play with!

Ron was still sputtering as he left his class with Deadpool. When he got to study hall and realized he had to study for his no nonsense sex class the sputtering got worse.

This became full fledged flustering when he pulled out his books and the condoms he had taken from class fell out onto a pile on his desk, which he was now attempting to shove back into his bag without anyone noticing.

Neil was more than a little bemused after the whole pole dancing situation. Thus he was coming to study hall with his mathmatics homework.

It was sort of like academic brain bleaching.

Taking a seat, he opened his math book but found himself distracted by thoughts of the class he'd just left.

"Pole dancing?" He muttered to himself, not for the first time.

Aly really really couldn't help noticing the sputtering and flailing, but she tried very hard to keep her amusement to herself.

At least until she couldn't anymore. "Anything I can help you with?" she asked.

She raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

Neil looked up and a blush touched his cheeks.

"Class today, Ma'am." He answered politely as he had been taught to address adults. "We learned about pole dancing."

Ron startled at the question and condom package flew out of his hand and onto the floor which he then stamped down on with his foot.

"I'm-"

Ron sputtered for a second or two.

"I'm fine except for some of the bloody teachers in this school!" he finally managed to choke out before he realized he was talking to one of the teachers. "No offense."

She couldn't help laughing. "Was it empowering?"

She chuckled and leaned forward, elbows on her desk. "Who's driving you mad?"

Neil tilted his head to the side in a thoughtful manner and then shrugged.

"I suppose an argument could be made that it was. Mostly I just found it embaressing."

"This man in red pajamas and the woman with the giant..."

Ron's hands went up to his chest before he again realized who he was talking to. "Lulu. Her name. Or something. Honestly I don't see how anyone can learn anything in classes with poles and self lov- stuff. Stuff. I meant stuff."

"Were the teachers all distressingly normal at your school before?" Aly asked curiously.

"Please tell me Deadpool didn't try to dance?"

"No but they taught normal things!" Ron protested. "Like how to get rid of boggarts an grindylows. Or making polyjuice potions!"

Neil appeared to blanche a little and look frightened at the same time.

"Err, if he did, I think my brain has already surpressed the memory out of it's natural preservation instinct."

Because Deadpool ... on a pole ... in a thong, a glitter thong and some pasties, with tassles ... that spun when he jiggled, yeah that was an image that no sentient life form should ever been subjected to.

"That wouldn't be too normal here," she pointed out. "Especially if you had to use magic to do it."

Aly shook her head sadly. "Images like that should be saved, preserved even. For blackmail."

Ron frowned and then let it turn into a full fledged sulk. "I still think getting taught on how to touch our... stuff. Touch stuff is wrong."

"Professor Deadpool scares me too much to blackmail him," Neil admitted.

Deadpool was scarey you know? What with the red tights, the many pouches and the total insanity.

After Alternative Tactics, Adam made a beeline for study hall, wanting to get some homework done for next week.

Taking a seat, he pulled out some books from his bag and began flipping through one, jotting things down every once in a while.

She kept a straight face. Really she did. "Perhaps look at it as just a ...learning experience? Nothing you actually have to experiment with."

Ron's ears turned a bright red color and was doing his best to look any where but at Aly.

"Right," he mumbled. "No experimentation necessary."

Stealthy like a ninja without any ninja type training or powers, Mel snuck into study hall to see if she could steal the last doughnut.

Hopefully a jelly.

"You're very stealthy," Aly remarked teasingly. "I'm shocked."

"I'd tell you he was soft and cuddly as a puppy, but not only would I be lying, he'd kill me," she said, sounding amused.

The blushing was only convincing Aly that she needed to teach more embarrassing subjects. "I'll let you get to work then," she said, leaving it open whether it was studying or experimentation she meant.

"Hey Adam," Aly said with a grin. "Have a donut."

"I bloody well hate this school" Ron grumbled.

Mel stood up straight as if she wasn't trying to sneak around but quickly gave the act up.

"Would have been better with out the combat boots. Got any jellies left?" she asked as she started poking around the leftover doughnuts.

"Try barefoot next time," Aly agreed. "I think there's a few in there. Go ahead and take them all if you like."

"Have a donut," Aly said. "Can't hate everything while you're eating a pound of sugar and jelly."

"Rocketship," Mel said loading up on doughnuts and kind of evaluating Aly at the same time. "So... you're Zuko's professor right?"

Ron's sulking slightly lessens as he gets up to grab a jelly donut. "Okay. Maybe this school isn't all bad."

"Good morning, Aly," Adam smiled. "Oh, thank you," he took a donut, happily.

"Think he has another class too, but yes," she said, watching the girl to see where that would lead.

"Yeah. I know," Mel said with a smirk. "But he seems to be in all your classes. That's not why I asked. A couple of weeks ago he got hurt by that bitch. You convinced him to get help. And from someone he typically doesn't trust."

Mel shrugged a bit at that.

"Thanks."

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Study Hall - Wednesday

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