Interdisciplinary Studies, Friday, Period 1

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Squall waited until it was time for class to start, and then stood up at the front and addressed the (mostly? completely?) empty room. "Good morning, class. Today we're going to be learning about monsters from my world. Pay attention; all this information will be on your final next week."

With that, he launched into a long and involved PowerPoint presentation, complete with all the worst bits of clip art and animations that people can do in PowerPoint without actually causing people's eyes to bleed.

[Remember, as per last class, you're not supposed to actually show up. More info in the OCD to come which is now up and ready for you.]

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Re: During the lecture

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Squall stopped lecturing for a moment and peered at her through his bangs.

"Explain yourself," he demanded.

Re: During the lecture

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"There was ..." Rikku flailed a little. "Explosion, I ... I don't know what set it off. I think I ... blacked out? I was ... I mean, I had been walking to class, you know, when it happened, and if I really was un...unconscious ..."

There was a dramatic sigh, here. "Then I ... I'm probably late? But I had to come. I couldn't just ... miss class."

She rested her head on her desk again. "I'm sorry, please continue with class. Please."

Re: During the lecture

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Squall gave her an enigmatic smirk. It was definitely an inventive excuse, he had to admit. And an amusing performance.

Which wasn't a good enough reason not to toy with her.

"You should have gone to the clinic," he pointed out, with a glare. "But I admire your dedication to my class."

Re: During the lecture

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"I know," she said weakly. "But I thought I could go after class. You said there was going to be important material for the final this week. And I'm not hurt that badly, just ... banged up a little."

That's when inspiration struck.

"Besides, I have potions," she said, reaching into her leg pouch and fishing around. "Give me about five minutes, and I'll be right as rain."

Re: During the lecture

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"Your potions take five minutes to work?" Squall asked, in mock horror. "It only takes seconds to lose a battle."