Student newspaper, election edition

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The day after homecoming (*cough* and any post-Homecoming or during Homecoming things that are still being slow played *cough*) found Angelus in the journalism classroom. He'd taken over a few desks and chairs, moving them so that he could sit in one chair with a mug of warm blood on a desk beside him, his feet raised and propped up on a desk in front of him, and a laptop cradled in his lap.

He typed away at his article.

Anyone watching him would notice two things:

1) He was still disturbingly cheerful, albeit focused on his work

2) He was dressed in black jeans, a black long-sleeved, form-fitting T-shirt, black shoes, and a pair of black-rimmed eyeglasses.

It was possible for people to interrupt him if they cared to.

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Duce confirms, "He seems to like you just fine, or at least jumped to your defense when the bad-mouthing started. He did say some.. rather odd things about you, though." Giving Angelus a slightly disturbed look, "People used to call you 'Angel'? The nice guy part, we'll grant you. You play that part very well. But.. 'Angel'? How the hells did you get stuck with that?"

She ignores the topic of Oz's kink, or lack thereof. Since she isn't reeking of wolfboy pheremones, Angelus would probably know the score on that area as well. Not that Duce would have a clue about that.

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Angelus grimaced. "Long story. Involves gypsies."

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"Yeah, he said something about a curse." Giving Angelus a sympathetic glance, she adds, "That's just harsh. Hope you came up with some suitable payback for it."

Glancing at the clock, and checking the door, she smirks again. "Tsk. Late to her own staff meeting."

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"I'd say I did," Angelus shrugged. "But I don't like to brag."

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"Mmm.. yes, your humble nature is one of your more admirable qualities." Standing, she puts the chair back and waves herself off, "Gotta jet. Places to check, people to do, that sort of thing. Catch you later!"

(ooc: need a nap.)