Library, Sunday

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Elsa had arrived to the library bright and early, hoping that the doors would be open already. And they were, sort of, though the extremely pale boy who had opened them a minute before her arrival seemed... anxious, in a way that she knew all too well. He'd asked her if she thought there were going to be many people about, and had only grown more anxious when her answer was an explanation about how there might be a few stopping by to research what was going on around the island lately, yes.

She'd taken pity on him, explaining that her family had an extensive library back home and she knew her way around one, inside-out, and if he needed to be somewhere away from people - his anxious muttering about it being not safe for him to be here seemed to confirm that much - then she would be perfectly happy to set things up for the researchers today.

There was a moment of silence before the usual Sunday boy nodded almost desperately, and then scurried off looking for someone named 'Sholeh.'

Elsa blinked after him for a moment, gave her shoulders a small shrug, and then set to work sorting out more books from the stacks that she thought might have anything to do with people magically becoming other people.

... Now, if only she knew how to work the coffee machine.

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Self-Expression- Monday- 4th period

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Class was in a regular classroom today, with desks set up like normal. Nothing special today.

"We've probably passed a point where we can't go on having a so-called normal class with everything going on, especially in a class about self-expression," Kitty said, hopping up onto her desk to sit. "So let's talk about it. Anything you want to talk about: if you're in the wrong place, if you're researching and have found something or not found something, or whatever. After all, maybe someone's got something to say that might help us figure things out, right? So come on, let's make this class talky."

Advanced Criminal Justice, Monday, Period 3

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For some reason, Batman was in a fuzzy pink cape and cowl. And boy did it look like he was sweating like crazy.

"Hi, everyone! Just me, again, your neighborhood Batt-Man, here to tell you all the joys of fiberglass insulation," Batt-Man said.

And then he launched into his literal sales pitch describing the many uses for batt insulation, cost savings from using it, heating coefficients, and so on and so forth.

By the end of class, he had an order form out just in case anyone needed to buy some batt insulation.

Yep, that is the kind of AU we've reached by this point. Um, apparently no real class this week?