The Right Tools, Tuesday Period Four

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"We were going to talk blunt objects today," Kerrigan said to the class, looking distinctly annoyed. For one, all the sharp edges of her wings were covered in bubblewrap, and so was most of her hair.

She was not amused. "However, since the island seems to have this need to intervene with my plans, we're just going to take said blunt objects and divest them of bubblewrap."

She pointed at a series of staffs in the corner. They were all wrapped in the stuff. As were the tables, the board, and at least part of the floor. "Keep working until the bubbles go away," she muttered, "I don't care how you do it. Just get it out of my sight. See it as a practical exam."

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Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She is not amused.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

After the class was over, Karal arrived with a deer walking calmly (though there was a distinctly irritated set to her ears) on his left side and a Firecat on his right. "Excuse me, Professor Kerrigan?" he said diffidently.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Well, now that was a voice she hadn't heard in a long time. Kerrigan tilted her head over to look at him--

--and found something different than she'd gotten used to with the boy. "Tell me that's not a student."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"I wish that I could," he replied, and sighed. "She is why I'm here. This is Evey, who is temporarily a deer." Evey flicked her ears in irritation and stamped one front hoof. "Which she is not at all pleased about, but that is why she wasn't in class today."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"I can see that," Kerrigan said, and Karal's presence made her make some subconscious effort not to let the sarcasm drip too strongly off her words. "When did this happen?" And when did Karal come back?

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

"Last week." Karal rested a hand on Evey's head and she sighed, looking slightly less annoyed. "I don't know how long it will last, but there seems to be a rash of it at the moment. If there's an assignment or homework you want Evey to do I can work with her on it."

He smiled a little, chin tilted up, eyes unfocussed, his view of Kerrigan through Altra's eyes a rather strange one. It had taken him a moment to realise just how strange that view had gotten. "We're starting to understand each other quite well."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"As far as excuses for missing class go, 'I turned into a deer' is a pretty sound one," she said, her head snaking from side to side in an attempt to catch Karal's eyes. She knew that look; she'd seen that one before. "And what happened to you?"

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

Jeff came into the classroom at the end, carrying a turtle who was looking rather stern about this whole operation. "Professor Lieutenant Kerrigan--" he started.

And stopped.

Utterly frozen.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"What?" she snapped, glaring at the boy. Oh, god. Another student--?

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"I, er, was just-- admiring your hair!" Jeff blurted, shoving the turtle in Kerrigan's general direction. Oh god. She had the hair, and she was green, she had a green arse and green breasts and she was gorgeous and she was going to kill him.

Why was he saying something about her hair? Why would he be saying something about her hair? Come on, Jeffrey! "--but I'm certain the rest of it matches the top."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Wait, what? She stared at him. What was he babbling about? "What?"

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[scary-jeff.livejournal.com]

"I mean you're not so bad, are you? Hair-wise, and..." He was not going to squeak. He was not going to squeak. He was going to say something sane, something sensible, and then he was going to tell her about Turtle and run away really fast. "...otherwise. Very admirable. Turtle thinks so!" He realised he was still holding up the turtle and pulled her back. "...and she's got really good judgement."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan was momentarily speechless. Well, except for the ever-present "WHAT?!"

The boy's train of thought was one of the most painful ones she'd ever have to deal with. "...You're worse than a pig!"

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

"I almost feel like I should join the parade," Lee said, just letting Adah sit on his shoulder since she could peck him easily there and that seemed to make her happy.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"That depends," Kerrigan said, coolly, "Are you going to dance for me while you're there?"

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

"I don't dance," he said, shaking his head. "So, no. Better luck next time with that one."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"So I'm pretty sure you're not seeing anyone who's actually in my class, I'm going to take that's someone as impressed by your recent behaviour as I am," she said dryly, nodding at the bird.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[stupid-toasters.livejournal.com]

"Did you listen to the radio?" Lee asked dryly. "If you did, you know the answer to that."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She rolled her eyes. "I was being rhetorical," she told him, "And speaking of which, I'll be expecting you in my office tomorrow."

Lee Adama had a date with a wall. She just had to pick one out.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

"Professor Kerrigan?" Helen said cautiously. "Would you like - I mean, I think I could help get some of the bubblewrap off of your wings. With my arm, I mean. It would be safer because when my arm's a knife I can still feel everything so there wouldn't be a risk of cutting you."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"..." Kerrigan's eyebrows knitted together at that one. "...Please," she managed, offering up one wing with barely-repressed frustration.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen very carefully began the process of cutting through the bubblewrap, concentrating very hard to make sure she felt right out to the very tip of the knife her arm had become and blunting it whenever she got too close to the skin. It didn't take too long before she had the first wing free.

"Perhaps my arm is the Right Tool today," she said with a small smile.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She flexed her wing experimentally, and found it was actually working.

Four kitchen knives hadn't managed that one. "That was the general idea of the exercise," Kerrigan replied, smiling back a little despite herself. "Practice makes perfect when picking your tools." And you've got a whole toolbox, she didn't say.

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Helen blushed a little and set to work on the other wing. This one went a little quicker since she knew better how the wings moved. "There," she said finally. "I think you're set. Unless the island decides to rewrap you. But if it does I'd be glad to help again."

Re: Talk to Kerrigan

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Thank you for the assist," she said, and sounded incredibly genuine about it. "I think the island's finally cracked and gone nuts."