Study Hall -- Tuesday, October 4th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to the study hall for Tuesday. If anybody's looking for me, the gremlins are on an upswing today, so I'll be prowling around with a cricket bat and a CD player with Music To Bash Things With.

A few announcements:

-- Please go here to participate in the roll call of student clubs so that we can make sure that all student clubs are accounted for.

-- The student body is reminded that any student going to Homecoming will need to purchase tickets. Homecoming elections will be held this Friday, and Homecoming is this upcoming weekend. Also, in student council news, the Student Council Election Debates will be held Wednesday night, with the election itself taking place on Monday.

-- In other news, five teaching positions will be listed later on today for your perusal. We are in need of new teachers, so please check that out when the post is made.

-- For some fucking reason, Locker 327 has been in reverse all morning long and has been randomly spewing strange things into the halls. Someone should be repairing it later in the week, but until then, be aware of the dangers and be on guard accordingly.

-- In related news, there's a mime loose on campus. And no, you're not allowed to kill it. You are, however, allowed to mock and point.

Comments

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::sits down::

Hello, Bagoas. How are you today?

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

Awake, for change? *grins* Hello, Hank.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::visibly struggles with himself::

Bagoas, there's something you need to know.

Jayne got roaring, blind drunk last night, so bad that he poisoned himself. Elizabeth and I found him and eventually got him to the clinic, but he mumbled your name several times, among others.

I don't know exactly what's going on with you, Han and Jayne, but you need to be aware of the situation.

I'm sorry.

::looks very sad::

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*surprised look that quickly turns to horrified* He all right?

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::sighs again::

As all right as he has been lately. The nurse on duty put on IV in him to get him rehydrated and he woke up this morning, groggy but aware. Considering his state, I doubt that he's been allowed to leave. At this point, he mainly needs to rest and recuperate, preferably without any alcohol.

That's a stretch for Jayne, though.

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*gets up quickly, stuffing notebook in bag* I must see him.

*runs out of study hall, leaving his pencil behind*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*arrives in time to be almost knocked over*

Morning, Hank. What was that all about?

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::sighs as he picks up Bagoas's pencil::

I hauled Jayne to the clinic last night for alcohol poisoning. He was mumbling Bagoas's name, among others.

I don't know exactly what's going one with the three of you, but it has to end soon. All of you are getting hurt because of it. ::gestures towards Han's ribcage::

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

My own damn fault. If I'd been in decent shape, I coulda taken him. If I'd had any sense I'd have left when he showed up.

The biggest problem is Bagoas loves both of us. I don't have a problem with that. Jayne does. And Jayne apparently thinks applying his fists to my face and body will make his problem go away.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Ah, love. It does more to screw us up than anything else, doesn't it?

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

And not in any good way either. He's too good for the both of us put together.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::wistful tone throughout:: Love is unreasonable. It can bring out the best in you or the worst. It can be as solid as bedrock or as impermanent as the wind. It makes fools of us all, but what happy fools we be.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

You're poet, pal.

I'm not. I'm just a guy who got incredibly lucky and found the most beautiful person in the world crying on a bench one day.

*looks rather wistfully after Bagoas*

Explain these acids to me. Is it me or is Sidle jumping around an awful lot?

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

You ARE lucky, Han. I'm glad that you found Bagoas.

::shakes head and pulls out Bio book, handouts and notes::

Ms. Sidle knows the material cold, but I agree; I don't think she's ever taught before. I think that she just got permission to go to the body farm, so she's trying to give us enough background to "appreciate" it.

In any case, here's what you need to know about those acids....

(OOC: fade to black until after re-explaining the material?)

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

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