Detention [Saturday]

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

All of the students who'd earned or been given detention had been told to meet Fraser outside of the Danger Shop. And that's precisely where he was.

"Good morning," he said pleasantly. "I trust you all slept well and I thank you for being on time. Please enter the Danger Shop."



It is now seven-oh-six. You have exactly eight hours and fifty-four minutes four hours and fifty four minutes to think about why you're here. To ponder the error of your ways and you may not talk. You will not move from these seats and you will not sleep.

"Before you begin your detention," Fraser said, looking down at them, "I would like to hope that we never meet again in this circumstance. I once met an Inuit elder who said that, those who get into trouble once learn from their mistakes. Those who get into trouble twice obviously have hard heads and deserve whatever trouble comes at them next."

He smiled and then gathered up each person's snacks before shooing them into the Danger Shop library.

[OCD is coming! done!]

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Essay

[just-add-starch.livejournal.com]

The students would settle into their temporary home for the day and begin their essays. The essay must be no less than one thousand words on who you think you are.

And don't goof off too much. Dean Jones will be by to check on you and give you your snacks at around 10:30.

(This is a general goof off thread)

Re: Essay

[thankgoditsme.livejournal.com]

Friday sat back his chair, pencil untouched on the desk right on top of the paper that was also untouched. He looked barely awake and not entirely sure what he was doing here or why he wasn't in bed.

Once he was fairly certain that Constable Fraser was gone and not listening in, he gave up on silence. "Does anyone else here think that the detention lottery is stupid?"

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Completely," John said. "It's like they're punishing us for crimes we've yet to commit." Granted, he'd committed today's crime, but he'd been in detention at least a few other times via lottery.

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[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

"It's definitely stupid," Lois agreed. "It's screwed me over twice already. I'm just going to have to start earning my detentions. It'll be more fun."

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[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

"Is that that it is?" Cal muttered with a slight sneer, and rubbed his tired, still half-asleep face. "Ugh. I knew I didn't actually do anything..."

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[intraspective]

"Normally," Ino said, "detention's a lot more fun, so no. I don't think it's stupid."

...Ino liked detention, okay? Just not essays, ugh.

Re: Essay

[solo_sword]

"Just be glad no one's turned you into anything yet," said Jaina. Not that she was bitter about detention there.

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Right, because with Fraser gone John was going to actually sit quietly and think about what he'd done, let alone write an essay. He started building an intricate paper airplane to throw at people who were.

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[intraspective]

Ino glanced at him dubiously. "How intricate can you seriously get in a paper airplane?"

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[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

"Ooooh!" Kaylee tilted her head, watching him. "I ain't never seen one that complicated."

Re: Essay

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Right, so it was early, he hadn't even done anything to be here, and now, apparently (yeah, right) they had to right some essay. At least he (kind of) knew everyone except that Friday kid (who named their kid Friday? That was almost as bad as the fact that he had cousins named Plato, Socrates, and Aristotle). He let out a dissatisfied grunt, leaning forward until his forehead was resting on the table. Maybe he could get away with going back to sleep.

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

From some unknown source, a paper airplane flew true toward its target, being the hunched over figure known as Cal.

John was humming quietly to himself, the model of pure innocence. Right.

Re: Essay

[intraspective]

Ino could not entirely help the fact that now and again her attention was drawn to stare moodily at him. Stupid, Cal. What was the big deal with a freaking hug? Seriously.

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[solo_sword]

One of the little balls of paper Jaina had been playing with ended up flying towards Cal's head. And while it didn't look as if she had anything to do with throwing it, the aim was pretty damn good.

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[armybrat-lois.livejournal.com]

Lois? So not writing an essay. Even if she had done something to deserve it (which she didn't) she literally would not be able to write with her cast on.

So instead she stuck her pencil down her cast and used it as a nice wrist scratcher.

Re: Essay

[thankgoditsme.livejournal.com]

"You letting people write on your cast or going for the smooth, clean look?"

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[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Noticing Friday having signed the cast, Cal tilted his head at Lois and asked, "Want another one? Mine won't even take up too much room."

Unless he included his last name, but there weren't any other Cals in the school, so he figured he'd be okay with just that.

Re: Essay

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

John tried to catch Lois' eye to smile and tap the side of his head to show off his newly regrown hair. To say he was quite happy about this turn of events would be an understatement.

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[intraspective]

"You know," she noted, "there's people around the school who could probably heal that for you."

A beat.

"Unless you're just keeping it for the signatures."

Re: Essay

[solo_sword]

At some point a wadded up ball of paper went flying towards Lois. Because Jaina was told to, yes. Look, she was bored.

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[intraspective]

Ino had... actually done something to be here. Not that this meant she was going to do the essay--ha, maybe if she got bored--but for now she glanced curiously around the room and tried not to think too much about last night.

...and great. Cal was here. Freaking fantastic.

Re: Essay

[solo_sword]

Jaina had no intention of explaining who she was to anyone. The way she figured, if that was a complicated answer at her age, she was doing something wrong.

Therefore she got bored quickly and debated throwing things at people to get their attention. What, they tended to do it to her...

Re: Essay

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

Ignore the boy in the back tossing an advanced paper airplane at her head. He had a surprising amount of hair.

And he wasn't even a rabbit.

Re: Essay

[intraspective]

"So," Ino said conversationally, "did you do something to deserve this, or you just unlucky this time 'round?"

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[weefeetbigboots.livejournal.com]

Kaylee was so not writing an essay. Please. She hadn't done nothin' wrong, and it didn't seem right that she had to even serve the gorram thing.