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fandomhigh2007-11-15 07:39 am
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Fandom Invasions Class #10 (Thursday period 3)
It was a single Peter Petrelli - Peter having absorbed his duplicate early that morning - who was there to lead Fandom Invasions Class.
"Hey," he said, to those students who were there. "Mr. Winchester's understandably busy right now, so you get me today. We're going to go off the syllabus and talk about - " Peter paused as a wave of exhaustion went through him. He leaned against the desk, closed his eyes, and in a moment it was gone as quickly as it came. " - about current events. I know other classes have covered first aid and things like it, so I thought we'd take a different angle."
There was another pause as Peter had to close his eyes again. This time anyone looking would notice that he looked pale, and his hands were shaking. But then in another blink Peter looked perfectly fine. "Um - yeah. Fighting battles is about more than the fighting. The emotional toll can be as bad or worse. It's important to know how to support your teammates. Keep moral up. Be there for them if they get injured or - "
Yep, another pause. This time Peter had to sit down. But, as before, it was gone in a moment. He gave everyone a rueful smile. " - or push themselves too far. No groups today. Let's just sit and talk about how we can all help the support side of things. And, uh - " another pause " - extra credit to anybody who doesn't tell Sam and Isabel I didn't get any sleep last night."
Peter remained seated at the desk. Anyone watching would notice that he kept going back and forth between looking fine and looking like death warmed over. Anyone really watching might notice that the cycle was speeding up.
Or they could be as oblivious as Peter was.
[ooc: OCDa-coming! is up!]
"Hey," he said, to those students who were there. "Mr. Winchester's understandably busy right now, so you get me today. We're going to go off the syllabus and talk about - " Peter paused as a wave of exhaustion went through him. He leaned against the desk, closed his eyes, and in a moment it was gone as quickly as it came. " - about current events. I know other classes have covered first aid and things like it, so I thought we'd take a different angle."
There was another pause as Peter had to close his eyes again. This time anyone looking would notice that he looked pale, and his hands were shaking. But then in another blink Peter looked perfectly fine. "Um - yeah. Fighting battles is about more than the fighting. The emotional toll can be as bad or worse. It's important to know how to support your teammates. Keep moral up. Be there for them if they get injured or - "
Yep, another pause. This time Peter had to sit down. But, as before, it was gone in a moment. He gave everyone a rueful smile. " - or push themselves too far. No groups today. Let's just sit and talk about how we can all help the support side of things. And, uh - " another pause " - extra credit to anybody who doesn't tell Sam and Isabel I didn't get any sleep last night."
Peter remained seated at the desk. Anyone watching would notice that he kept going back and forth between looking fine and looking like death warmed over. Anyone really watching might notice that the cycle was speeding up.
Or they could be as oblivious as Peter was.
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No! Wait! Still pissed!
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I mean, yes! Still pissed!
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[from meta-tastically appropriate account]
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You ruin all my fun!!!
[*smirks* I know no one is surprised by this...]
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[Hahahahaha!]
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