Study Hall -- Tuesday, October 4th

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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

[fh_jackass]

"At this school, that's a pretty big task," Logan says as he takes a seat. "So, what's the evil equivalent of a pink Cadillac? If you recruit enough people, do you get a black Bentley?"

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"I have a good feeling about the Viper," Angelus said. "Something tells me I'd look damn good behind the wheel of one of those. Plus: push a button and it starts. Tell me that's not a little sexy."

[fh_jackass]

Logan nods. "So, this vampire thing - are you really, like, 500 years old?"

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"I do not look 500!" Angelus immediately said. Then coughed and straighted non-existant wrinkles on his shirt. "240 plus, give or take. Time gets a little weird here in Fandom."

[fh_jackass]

"No, no!" Logan holds up his hands defensively. "You don't look a day over 150." He smirks. "What about all that stuff - mirrors, holy water, crosses, stakes, garlic...?"

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"I was very young when I was killed," Angelus said. "Practically your age. You know, for the time." Then, perhaps belatedly realizing this was a defensiveness that he and Angel would have in common, he shook his shoulders and tried to move past it. "What? Oh - yes, yes, yes, watch where you point them, and not really but it's funny to make people turn their houses into Eau de Pizzeria thinking it'll scare you off."

[fh_jackass]

"Right," Logan says. "So, getting the priest to bless the pool, then shoving you in - bad. Nice Italian meal with garlic breadsticks - good."

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"I love Italian," Angelus grinned. "Though sometimes it's a little rich. So what about you? Things going okay in Logan-land?"

[fh_jackass]

"I was up half the night in the clinic after some asshole shoved a bookcase on my girlfriend. She's going to be okay, though, so it looks like I won't have to maim anyone," Logan says.

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"Yeah, bookcases don't kill, which can occaisionally be a pity but not in your case, obviously," Angelus sat back in his chair. "So if Rory's okay, who was the chick at the Homecoming ticket sale?"

[fh_jackass]

Logan leans back in his chair and quirks an eyebrow at Angelus. "Heard about that, huh?" He sighs. "That's my ex. Lilly. She used to be dead. It's a long story."

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"Saw it," Angelus said, not without sympathy. "Didn't look like a good time to interrupt. Used to be dead, huh? Lotta that going around. I take it the breakup wasn't one of those 'let's be friends' things?"

[fh_jackass]

"She slept with my dad," Logan says sharply.

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"Ouch," Angelus said, sympathetically. "My ex just stabbed me in the chest and sent me to hell, but at least she did it to my face, you know? So what'd you do?"

[fh_jackass]

"You saw it," says Logan. "I didn't find out about it until after she was dead." He considers for a moment. "So, when you says she 'stabbed you in the chest and sent you to hell'... are you being literal?" Logan asks. "All this supernatural stuff is new to me."

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"Yeah, metaphors are a dying art in my world," Angelus tapped the spot on his chest where Buffy had stabbed Angel. "Right here. Big ass phallic symbol. After that - I actually don't know how long I was down there since time in demon dimensions is a funny thing. It was about a summer in my original world. In actual time?" Angelus shrugged. "Heck, I could be 500 now for all I know."

[fh_jackass]

Logan whistles. "Damn," he says. "Remind me never to date a vampire chick. What the hell did you do to her?"

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"Sadly, she wasn't a vampire," Angelus said. "Vampire Slayer. And if you're wondering why either of us thought the relationship would be a good idea, join the club." He gave Logan a grin. "On the other hand, when I explain she was a tiny blond cheerleader, perhaps you'll understand where I'm coming from."

[fh_jackass]

Logan nods understandingly. "Pep squad, but yeah. Seriously, I should just stay clear of blondes altogether. Nothing but trouble."

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"Though they do look good in the little skirts," Angelus admitted.