Study Hall -- Thursday, October 6th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah doesn't bother announcing the study hall or the announcements. She is leaning back in her desk chair, chain-smoking cigarettes while she nurses a cup of hot black coffee and occasionally rocks back and forth in the chair. She's wearing dark sunglasses and her hair is a mess. Every once in a while, she stops moving, and it's entirely possible she's napping.

There's a large bowl of marbles on the desk in front of her. If anybody pisses her off or annoys her, she may or may not peg a marble at their head, depending on whether or not she gives enough of a shit.

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[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka studies him, lays her cards on the table. "I hope if Parker comes after us, we can count on you and Angelus and Anakin, in particular, to get our backs. The five of us could take over the freaking world...if I was interested in that sort of thing. Which I'm not. At all. Unless I can end the Magog infestation and push the Nietzscheans out of human space...then yeah." I like the way you subtext.

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor grinned. "You can count on me for sure because if anyone so much as looks at Phoebe the wrong way you know I'll totally lose my shit. Can't speak for Angelus or Anakin, but I think they'll have your backs, too."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka grinned back, charmed. "I know Phoebe and I can take care of ourselves and they'll totally have to go through me to get to her. But it's always good to know the weapons in your arsensal."




(OOC: charmed...hee! I kill myself with stupid meta. *g*)