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.

Comments

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"Sex and Faith are never a bad idea." Duce smirks, "Or so we've heard." Shaking her head at the question, she offers, "No.. probably happened after we bailed. The DJ bore a disturbing resemblance to Bristow. We had nightmares all night about the clown makeup."

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"I've also heard this." Beka studied Duce. "Seriously? I didn't notice that... Guess I really was distracted."

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Duce nodded, making a face, "Seriously. The resemblance was creepy. He even smelled like.. Bristow's deodorant." She covers quickly, "Although so do a lot of guys. Wouldn't it be funny if it were a relative, though? Bristow's Bastard Lovechild - news at 10."

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"Eek. OK, just in case there is something weird going on there, I'm definitely not mentioning him. You should do a column like that. Outrageous Speculations." Beka smiled then shook her head. "Though, I don't know how it'll get more outrageous than the truth around here."