Library [Sunday, March 9]

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With his new decision to NEVER EVER DRIVE, Lee was choosing today to spend looking up alternate methods of transportation. So far, street luge seemed like the fastest, most exciting and Lee had already thrown out rollerskating (way too girly) and using a pogo stick (because ow).

He even had a list. He was determined to be productive.

Fandom High School Host Club, Sunday Afternoon, March 09

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When the various hosts arrived for Host Club today, they might notice that Reno was pacing around the music room, his arms crossed, an eyebrow raised. Tamaki was nowhere in sight.

This proved problematic, so far as princely duties were concerned.

"I'm sure as heck not callin' myself the Host Club King," Reno mumbled, looking around the room. He'd pulled out a couple of tables, some chairs, and made a halfhearted attempt at making the flowers that had been out two weeks ago look... semi-presentable. Reno wasn't so great with flowers, really.

There was no tea in sight. What Reno had smuggled into the room in a coke bottle, there, may or may not be alcoholic. It was difficult to say, really.

What was important to note, here, was that he was making at least a bit of an attempt to do Tamaki's club at least a little justice, here.

[OOC: I seem to have inherited a Host Club! Sorry this is up semi-late, DST and a Sweeney Todd poster managed to break my schedule. As usual, the Host Club is open for anyone to drop in and enjoy!]

Criminal Justice (As Taught By A Criminal) - Period 3 - Monday 03/10

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It had been quite a while into class and Deadpool hadn’t shown up yet. Even though he was a little nervous about it, as TA, Sora took it upon himself to teach the class in Deadpool’s place.

It’s what he’d want him to do, right?

Going over to his desk Sora rummaged through the papers there trying to find some sort of lesson plan or hand out or something for them to do!

There was lots of papers just doodled with things that Sora didn’t want to think too much about before he finally came across the right thing.

“ALRIGHT!” He shouted more loudly than he meant to. “Uh, I mean ao uh for class today Deadpool wanted us to uhmm.” Sora paused to look through the papers and hand outs really quick.

“Interrogations and enhanced interrogation techniques. What the heck’re those?” He paused again and read through them all paying more attention to detail. “Oh man!” Sora groaned, his face going red.

“So yah, um here are some hand outs about the different kind of interrogation.” He said passing out the first two. “Deadpool wanted us to pair up with each other and practice uhm what’s in the first two hand outs, and then I really think the third one is just for our reference. He left explicit notes that no one was supposed to do anything on the third hand out, okay? He’s really serious about that!”

Sora was such a horrible liar.

[Wait for ocd plz]

Choosing Your Own Government--Monday, Period 5, Class #9

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Vala was excessively cheerful when the class entered. "Hello! I'm sorry I missed last week's class, but I had a wonderful time in Mexico, thank you for asking."

"I would also like to thank my wonderful assistant Evey if she's here." She left a copy of the Constitution and Declaration of Independence on Evey's desk as a thank you. "Today will be your midterm, and I would like to know what kind of government you would choose for your country--and at least five reasons why. Here's the thing, though. I'm not psychic, so I have no idea if you're telling the truth, so choose whatever government you have the best five reasons for and go with that."

"Yes, there are points for creativity. Aren't there always?"