Soc 201: Criminology (10/6)

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom sits in the front of the class - he looks exhausted, grumpy, and a little zoned out. He is wearing his sexy as hell, and you know it straw hat in an attempt to make himself feel better.

"Everyone please take a seat, and hand in your homework from last class. [ooc: links are fine] We will spend the rest of class discussing your results."


Assignment for Monday: Read Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes, as we will be having a discussion on Monday regarding the text, and sign up for the Body Farm trip if you'd like. We will have class after we return on Thursday.

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[janet_fraiser]

Hathor walks into the classroom and up to the teacher. "We had hoped you would forgive our drugged and befuddled loyal minion servant," she says. "We have kept him very busy destroying Crichton's Care Bear pillows instead of working on his homework."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Excuse me, miss, do I know you?"

[janet_fraiser]

Hathor looks at him consideringly. He would do. "We believe you have not yet met us," she says, walking up to him. "We are Hathor."

OOC: Hathor!Janet is walking up to within a few inches of you, if you let it through.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"We?" Grissom allows Hathor to approach him, and notices that she smells fantastic. He looks behind her and is confused by her use of the plural 'we'. Maybe she was royalty? His pulse begins to race a bit as she invades his personal space. "How may I help you, Hathor?"

[janet_fraiser]

"We wish you to excuse Cameron Mitchell from class for the day," says Hathor, reaching up to putt a hand on Grissom's chest. "We are in dire need of his presence." She tilts her head up and breathes a cloud of perfumed air into his mouth. "Would you do this and other such things for us?"

OOC: Oh, God, Janet's going to develop a reputation for kissing teachers if I keep this up. Which is what I'll do in the next post if you let it through.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom sighs, enthralled. He feels a slight tingle in his chest, and practically purrs. "What kind of things would you like me to do for you?"

[janet_fraiser]

Hathor kisses him, cupping the back of his neck with her hand, then releases him and glances at Cameron. "You will not fail him today," she says. "Nor will you give our beloved minion friend detention. And we have heard that some of our former friends--" She glared at Crichton. "Have expressed displeasure with our behavior. We wish you to ignore them."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom licks his lips.

"A woman's face with nature's own hand painted
Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion

Of course, sweet Goddess. Anything that you wish. If Cameron is your beloved, I shall protect him, and will ignore anyone who does not see your radiant beauty."

[janet_fraiser]

"We would prefer if you did not speak to Crichton," says Hathor. "He is unwilling to open his eyes to our true glory."

OOC: Is Sidle going to interrupt? Because that would be too cool.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*knocking on the door--sticking her head in* Grissom, I need to speak to you about...

*Takes in the situation, noting key factors. I'll bet he never knew her eyes could go so cold.*

And you had to nerve to try to chastise me about...I don't fucking believe you.

[janet_fraiser]

Hathor glances back at this woman. She searches through the host's memories. The host recalls meeting her once. "We do not believe your presence is either necessary or wanted," she says.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

I don't believe individuals refer to themselves in a plural form. Who the fuck are you and what the fuck have you done to Janet?

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Don't be silly - this is Hathor, the goddess. Do not be cross with her because of the things I have done to you. She has healed me, she can heal you too. It will be glorious."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Grissom, the body of this Hathor is the body of Janet Frasier, one of the students here. And forgive me, but I'm afraid I'm not trusting anything you're saying right now.

[janet_fraiser]

"We are Hathor," says Hathor. "We are a Goddess. Do you not acknowledge our divinity?" Her voice is low and carries a warning in it.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

If I believe in any gods or goddesses, you are not one of them. *an equal warning in her voice*

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Do you wish me to deal with her, my Goddess?" Cameron asks, forgetting he'd most likely get his ass kicked if he tried.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*She turns. She glares. If he has any sense lurking underneath his ohmygoddess!gooiness, he will Back Off.*

[janet_fraiser]

"We shall leave," says Hathor, striding from the room.

OOC: Don't call me! I'll call you! But on an actual serious note, Grissom, we may need you to be one of Hathor's cannon fodder line of defense against the group coming to capture her later. I'll drop a post if that happens, okay?

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Sara, my love, this is my Goddess. Do not be angry. Become one with us." He looks at Hathor lovingly.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

My love? *snorts* You have to be under an alien influence -- you would never call me that. Not in front of other people. *coming closer--studying his eyes. cloudy, dull* What's happened, Grissom?

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"The most wonderful thing! Oh Sara, you must become one with us. Without you, I could have never appreciated Hathor's beauty." He moves to touch her arm lightly, "Doesn't it make your soul ache?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron smiles as he sees his Goddess and quickly stands up to join her side.

[janet_fraiser]

Hathor gifts Cameron with an indulgent smile.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron is a happy doped up minionloyal servant.