Library, Sunday

[gavegoodface]

Face was back in the library today, doing normal, everyday library aide things. Like re-shelving books, checking the level of the caf pot, fending off the etiquette books, and going through the audio-visual section to ensure certain holo-dramas weren't there.

You know, completely normal things.

Public Service - On the Edge, Monday, Period 2

[notacokeperson.livejournal.com]

It was most definitely not Reno waiting for them at the Causeway this week. Instead, Karina was. Complete with hands planted on her hips and a scowl.

You lucky people.

"Our teacher's gone and got himself turned into a bird or something," she said crisply, when it looked like most of the class had shown up. Say hello? Why would she do that? "But we've got a bigger problem than that this week."

Someone had absolutely ignored Reno's orders to never go to his world on their own. When Reno wasn't a bird he could tell her off for it, if he wanted to.

"It's a pretty self-explanatory problem. So, come on, through the portal."

Once they were through the portal, she jerked her chin at their construction site in the square. It… looked pretty bad. Pipes had been torn up, and their equipment was missing. Signs of scuffles were everywhere, like the people who'd taken things had had a few disagreements over ownership between themselves.

"The other site is even worse," Karina announced. "So today, rather than reporting our progress to the WRO, we're doing clean up. Everyone fan out, make a list of things you know are missing, things you suspect are missing. We'll also need to decide what we're doing to keep this from happening again."

"Stay in groups. Do not wander off alone." Like she was one to talk about that. Whatever. Karina clapped her hands together. "Let's get to work."

[Wait for the OCD is a-go!]

Library - Monday

[notaweenie.livejournal.com]

Barry had intended to start the day with breakfast with Elsa. However that swiftly changed when Elsa turned into a polar bear cub as soon as she had opened her door.

Clearly it was going to be one of those weeks.

Barry was taking it in stride though. He was behind the counter sorting books while Elsa the bear cub snacked on fish.

As you do.

How to be a hired gun/merc - Monday, Period 3

[notasalad.livejournal.com]

Anyone walking into the classroom would find Jayne dressed in a frilly dress straight from the Edwardian style and a fancy floral hat.

Also? Combat boots.

They would also find that the entire classroom had been shifted around so that everyone would be setting at table set for a tea party.

Needless to say, anyone looking at Jayne's hand would find a gremlin bite mark.

"Well, HELLLLLLOOOOOOOO!" Jayne exclaimed happily and in a bad English accent. "My name is Ingrid V. Haversham and welcome to your etiquette class!"

Yep. It was going to be one of those classes.