Fandom High Welcome Picnic, Front Lawn of the School, All Day: Part I

[bigdamnprincipal]

The weather was thankfully behaving, so it was fairly warm outside as everything was set up for the picnic. Tables and chairs had been set up, and there was plenty of food and drinks, along with nametags, and two signs: one listing the Big Sibling/Little Sibling pairings, and another listing rooms and roommates for the new students.

[WAIT FOR THE OCD PLEASE. OCD IS UP, HAVE AT IT. This is part one of the picnic, for specifically meeting siblings, roommates, and teachers. The rest of the picnic is happening here and here, in an effort to keep browsers from breaking for as long as possible. *g*]

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Re: Meet Your Teachers (Spring 2008)

[a-no-brainer.livejournal.com]

He smiled as his synapses bubbled and snapped happily. This was their specialty, after all.

"Inventiontronics," he began with a bit of a flourish, "is the art of creating and maintaining inventions. And don't let anyone tell you that it isn't an art, because it is."

He had wanted to say something else, oh yes! "You'll be creating an invention during your semester in the class." He smiled, because that was obviously the best part.

Re: Meet Your Teachers (Spring 2008)

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Why?"

If Glinda had been there, just judging by the way he said it and the tone and the expression (not that it was unkindly, just earnestly curious) she might have called it an Elphaba question.

Re: Meet Your Teachers (Spring 2008)

[a-no-brainer.livejournal.com]

Simple enough.

"Because inventions help people. Improve the quality of life." He nodded. For him, that was reason enough.

Re: Meet Your Teachers (Spring 2008)

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

He looked at Glitch, or Ambrose, for another moment before stepping away with a faint smile.

"Then Oz must improve over the years. I'll see you at class."

And he made a hasty retreat.

Re: Meet Your Teachers (Spring 2008)

[a-no-brainer.livejournal.com]

Glitch, or Ambrose, looked after him as he left.

"Bye." It was said quietly, and Liir probably hadn't heard it.

He had a feeling that that was a bad sign.