Study Hall -- Wednesday, October 5th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

This is the study hall for Wednesday.

Today's sole announcement is to go here to help with homecoming photos.

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[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Wednesday was wearing her campaign button (http://www.fandomhigh.com/images/addamsbutton1.gif) again along with a solem expression. She found a seat and opened a notebook, starting work on her Declaration of Intent for the office of Liason for Academic Affairs.

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"Good morning, Wednesday. I haven't taken the time to thank you for joining our campaign."

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Looking up, Wednesday smiled very faintly. "Good morning. The invitation was very welcome. I've been working on my Declaration of Intent but I've found that there really isn't very much to say."

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"Indeed?" 6 glanced at her paper. "Would you like to see something I've been working on?" He pulled out his composition notebook.

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Very much." Wednesday shifted to have a better look, interest plain.

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"I think you, of all other students, would understand this best." He showed her his manifesto (http://www.fandomhigh.com/6/pris_manifesto.jpg).

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Wednesday frowned for a moment. "Many of the students here were sent by their parents - adults from all different places and times. Wouldn't that argue for a larger conspiracy than just the school itself?"

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"My God, you're right. I knew you'd understand..." 6 stares at the manifesto, then rips it out and starts anew.

[OOC: Must dash to work]

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Wednesday watched with interest before picking up her own pen and starting again on her Declaration of Intent. "Under your leadership, I'm assuming that my role in student government would be that of double agent and intelligence gathering, then?"

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

6's voice drops to a conspiratorial hush. "Absolutely. We must discover what these brigands are up to and which of our so-called peers are in league with them. I sense that I can trust you in this undertaking."

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Absolutely." Wednesday nodded solemnly as she tucked her Declaration of Intent into a notebook. "I plan on making myself indespensible so that the main flow of information between the moles in the student body and the Dean of Students will pass through my hands. If I can control the communications then we should easily be able to analyze trends and perhaps discover what is behind the odd student behaviors and all the disappearances."

Her eyes lit for a moment and she smiled. "I suspect human experimentation of some sort, possibly sociological or psychological."

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"Dear God, you are brilliant. You and I, Wednesday... we are going to give our captors a very, very difficult time. And ironically, from within their 'system.'" 6 grinned. "Hammer into anvil."

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

((OOC: I fell asleep last night, how was the mime hunt?))

Ed sits at a safe distance of wednesday. Shifting nervously on his seat, he says "heya...wednesday"

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

((OOC: So did I. The Mime in the park was done in by Draco.))

"Good morning, Edward." Wednesday looked up from her writing. "Did you enjoy Martin's Mime Hunt?"

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

((Oh, good then :) ))

"I uh...i enjoyed it, i guess. Washclothes are awesome weapons. Uhh..." Ed does some more nervous shifting. "Sooo...what 's you writing?"

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"It's a declaration of intent." Wednesday scowled at it for a moment. "Martin asked me to run for office in the student elections and I have to write something before the debate tonight. I'm not getting anywhere with it."

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

Edward frowns. "waw, that sounds really complicated. Running for office eh? That's cool. I wish i could help you with the writing, but eh...eh...Well." (This is where ed doesn't want to admit he's not uber smart 0.o)

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"It's an outside activity. My parents encourage that." Wednesday looked up at him again. "Aren't you involved in gardening?"

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

"Yes yes, i work as a gardener for mister Quayle. It's all kinds of nice. I could make a tree in the shape of...something scary? Just for you?" Edward smiles and would be blushing liekwhoah if he wasn't so extremely pale.

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

He received a much wider smile for his efforts. "We have a conservatory at the Manor," Wednesday told him, "and gardens. If you'd like to see them, I could show you around...." She paused, as if afraid of appearing a bit too forward. "I was really looking forward to Mr. Quayle's classes, but I haven't seen any yet."

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

"He hasn't started classes yet, he's collecting students first. And...i'd love to see the conservatory and the gardens, gardens are always interesting to see." Edward smiles.
"So, debate tonight eh? Are you nervous?"

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"I'm not allowed to participate in the debate," Wednesday told him, smile fading to a frown. "None of the write-in candidates are."

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

((Both ed and the mun have a hard time grasping the concept of the election-things. I'm from europe, our highschools are waaay different then the americans 0.o ))

"Oh...right. Okay. But you are gonna watch it then?"

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I'm not certain if I'm allowed to question the other candidates, but I will want to hear what they have to say." Wednesday scribbled a final line on her Declaration and seemed pleased with what she'd written. "I'm hoping to have some new posters to put up before the debate as well."

[scissors--.livejournal.com]

"mmm. Okay. Right"

*edward shifts nervously, -again-.

*coughs*

*coughs*

"So, wednesday, eh...i was kinda, you know, kinda wondering if you would be eh...like, say, sort of, going to the homecoming dance, so to speak?"