Junior Achievers 2nd Meeting

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Outside of Dr. Carter's classroom is a neatly handwritten sign which says:

Junior Achievers Meeting

All are welcome

Tonight's topics include:

1. Welcoming new members


2. JA's role in the upcoming Student Council Elections


3. Discussion: Has the yearbook staff overshadowed our hopes for the bake sale?


4. Any new business


5. Any words of wisdom from Dr. Carter

Free food provided.

The door to the classroom is wide open. The teacher's desk is vacant, awaiting Dr. Carter. On the desk is an open box of brownies from Deb's Diner.

Angelus sits on top of one of the student desks with his feet resting on the chair of the desk in front of him. He leafs through a notebook, occasionally jotting things down as they occur to him. He is dressed in the same black on black ensemble that he had on earlier in the day, but the pin he wore in Study Hall is missing.

Angelus occasionally hums a cheery tune to himself, and occasionally shakes his head as though disbelieving his own inner thoughts.

[OOC ETA: For the newbies, these meetings work pretty much like Study Hall. Hop in whenever, join whatever conversation. And the refresh key is definitely your friend.]

Comments

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John Conner walks through the door, spys the brownies, and starts munching.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"John," Angelus grinned a broad and welcoming grin. "So glad you could make it. Have a seat. The sign-in sheet's floating around here somewhere."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Thanks. This is pretty good free food." He helps himself to another slice of Sugar Coma.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I've learned if you want to have a good meeting, bring bribes," Angelus winked at him.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Very true. So. Now that I've been baited, what's the hook?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"No hook," Angelus said. "Unless you consider all the boredom of a club meeting to be the hook. Which, hey, maybe you do."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I'll have to wait and see."

John moves over to a chair and sits in it, facing the door.

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

*Lindey signs in and passes the sheet over to John*

Here you go.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Hey, thanks."

John signs the sheet and puts it next to the brownies.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith waves from her seat across the room. "Hey, John."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Faith, right? From the Egypt class, right? So. What's this meeting about?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

"Yeah, that's me," Faith said with a grin. "The meeting's mostly for Angelus to talk. I mean, I'm sure there's a purpose behind it- we're supposedly planning a bake sale and most of us are running for student council. Plus, you know, new members and stuff."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Hrm. Bake sale. Sounds frightfully domestic. Say, you been keeping up on that Egypt class? With notes? I managed to miss a few classes."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith gave him a sheepish look. "Well, see, I have some notes, but a lot of it is just mummies going on a rampage and attacking things. It's just so boring."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. How did Ancient Egyptians deal with mummies wtihout shotguns? That's just so primitive." He smirks.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

"Yeah, I was wondering about that, but I think that the simple version of staking with pointy wooden stake would suffice for most versions of the undead, or even just using a sword or-" Faith trailed off. "You were kidding, weren't you?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Eh, kind of. Mom's been in one of her 'Ooooo shiny' phases, which means she must have a Howitzer or something. She has guns like Imelda Marcos has shoes. So. Yeah. Guns on the mind. Thinking of starting a gun club."

John ponders the usefullness of a wooden stake against a mummy.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

"Ah. Yeah, I can't say I'm surprised. I mean, at the gun thing, I'm a little surprised at the shiny part. When I think 'shiny', it's more 'Ooo, sword!'. Maybe that's just me, then."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Who doesn't go 'Oooh shiny' over a gun, though? Or even a sword?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith shrugged at that. "No one normal, at any rate. I mean, come on- they're all so pretty and shiny."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"I know. The original multitool. Peacekeeper. Decision maker. Stalemate breaker. It slices, it dices."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *snerk*]

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *bows]