What It Takes To Be A Badass | Friday | Period 2

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Loki had a pair of convenient wings but he wasn't going to take any fucking chances. He didn't want his prized hoodie to get tainted by that fucking awful smell. So, a note on the door of the classroom left by the ever helpful Fosse.

CLASS CANCELED.

Loki was never one to babble. Oh wait, yes he was. In this case, he kept it short and sweet.

Battles That Changed (American) History, Friday

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An e-mail had been sent out, but as backup, there was a sign taped to the classroom door:

GO HOME. STAY SAFE.
AND FAILING ALL ELSE JUST DON'T BE STUPID.

Steve figured that should cover it.

Outside the Usual Apathy Club Classroom, Friday Morning, With An Actual Purpose

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All week, George had been trying to ignore most of what was going on. People were in danger, and the island was under attack. It wasn't her business. Reapers were supposed to stay on the edges of things, observing. Rube would say she should hang back, watch for Post-Its, and keep her nose to herself.

This morning, George had realized that Rube was full of shit. She was here. She cared about people here. She wasn't friends with too many of them, but she was trying her hardest not to be friends with them. And she'd made friends anyway. And maybe she gave a damn about what happened to this island, and the people on it. So fucking what if she did?

And so she made up a sign, posted to the usual door that the group showed up at week after week. Simple, but eloquent.

FUCK APATHY

Unsigned, so that next week, she could pretend she hadn't been the one to post it.

She wasn't disbanding the group. Just postponing their next meeting. Next week -- next week, when this fucking crazy guy had left, and when everyone was home safe and sound? Next week, they could go back to pretending not to give a fuck about anything.

Right now, she was going to go help with the fucking rescue plans or whatever they had going.

(Apathy club canceled for today. Feel free to catch George on her way to post this or on her way back to the dorms)

The Science of Deduction, Friday

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Like 95% of the week's classes, this one came with a note attached. Pasted methodically onto the door of the classroom with a bit of sticky tape, instead.

It was not in Sherlock's handwriting.

Sherlock's a bit indisposed at the moment. Please return home safely. Classes will resume next week. Please do not ask your teacher where he has been in the mean time, or do, if you want the lecture.
Yours cordially,
Dr. John Watson.

And that, as they say, was that.

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