Ash's Art Appreciation, Studio Work #5

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::Ash sits at his desk, playing with a Gameboy. Faint Russian-sounding music can be heard::

::The classroom has been laid out with different colored macaroni, beads, and multiple kinds of string. As usual, the instructions are written on the board::

"Today, you will make necklaces! You may wear them out."

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[positive-angel.livejournal.com]

Chihaya saw the different things available and sat down with unrestrained glee (which is a natural state for him). Stringing and stringing and humming, he finished his necklace (http://www.landofodds.com/store/ugly2t4.htm) and slipped it around his neck to see how it looked.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: In case you haven't noticed, Marty has been trying to post himself wearing orange all week]

[positive-angel.livejournal.com]

(ooc: eeeeeeeeee! I have noticed! I think that's very cool. Marty had Chihaya's vote!)

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

*signs in and stares*

You have got to be kidding me.

*sighs and starts stringing*

*ends up with a purple monstrosity (http://www.kinderteacher.com/images/PastaNecklace2.gif)*

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty makes a necklace out of the different colored types of macaroni. He shows it to Ash for credit, but puts it in his pocket.

And then for extra credit tries to make a macaroni sculpture of Ash's Triumph (http://dan.kallenberger.name/dan/macaroni.jpg). (And failes utterly)

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

*About halfway through class the pressure of Ash leaning on his desk makes it fall apart. Completely. At the joints...like it had no screws in it at all.*

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::stands up, staring at the shattered desk::

Huh. The King doesn't know his own strength, kids.

::shrugs, sits back down in his chair, and resumes playing Tetris::

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake looks up briefly from the beads he's gathered up, eyebrow rised. After a moment, he shakes his head and retruns to the necklace-making.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Sitting down next to Jake, he eyes the beads with a frown. "...I feel like I'm at summer camp all of a sudden."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Never been," Jake replied, frowning in concentration. "But I think I know what you mean." He finished threading the bead and looked up, grinning. "I love this class."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek digs through a cup of pony beads, making a face. "It's not what I expected, that's for sure." Pulling out glow in the dark beads, he begins to make a pile.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Around here, things rarely are," Jake said wisely, then grinned again, before returning to his beads. "So, you do anything interesting yesterday?"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek didn't start guiltily or anything - he was at least better trained than that. He did, however, shrug, pulling out a length of string to put his beads on. "Not really."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Nah, me either. Just doing homework and stuff. Logan was out, so I nicked the playstation for a bit. Half expecting there'll be a zombie invation today or something. This much quiet just ain't right."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek frowned at another cup of beads, digging out some back and white ones distractedly. "It's never that quiet around here. Sometimes you're just not looking in the right place."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Apparently, my house wasn't that place yesterday then," Jake replied wryly. "If something blew up somewhere, I bet I'll find out about it sooner or later."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek's frown deepened very slightly, though that might as well have been frustration at the last black bead escaping beneath a pile of others. "Probably." He glanced over at Jake, expression lightening. "Hey, are you busy tonight?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Nah," Jake shook his head, then paused and sighed. "Well, I have the newspaper meeting at four - and Chloe will probably kill me dead if I don't turn up - but nothing after that. Why? Wanna do something?"

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Shrugging, Krycek looked fairly nonchalant. "Coffee? I wanted to talk to you about something. Nothing big," he said, reassuring. "But not something I want to talk about where the walls have ears."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing. Perky at, say, six? Hope to god the meeting is finished by then."

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Stringing beads, he nodded. "Six is great. Pass me one of those little beads there?" He gestured at a dish on the other side of Jake, distracted by his necklace.

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"'Kay." Jake handed the bead over, then grabbed a couple for himself.

They went back to working in silence, only occasionally asking the other to pass a bead, until the class was over.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Just another reason to love CJ]

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Lisa fakes embarrassment. "Coach, I... I made my necklace for you, if that's okay. I hope you like it. (http://www.mardigrastrading.com/images/CS-59.jpg) The paint on the macaroni guns might be a bit wet, I had to boil the pasta and reform the dough... you don't have to take it, if you don't want."

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::takes the necklace::

Geeze kid, get your nose outta there, it tickles. ::laugh::

Good work.

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

"Nose out of where, Coach?" She gives him a slightly confused look, which is of course, utter bullshit. She refrains from batting her eyelashes, however.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Nevermind, baby. Just a good hard worker, that's all. Probably make your old man real proud, don't ya?

::attempts to go back to Tetris, but keeps glancing up at Cuddy's bosom::

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*coughs discreetly*
Kiss ass
*coughs discreetly again*

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

*stage whispers* "Oh shut up, macaroni statue boy. You just wish I made you one too."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

*coughs discreetly*
Can't pull off a low cut blouse though
*coughs discreetly again*

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

*stages whispers* "Wow, that was a realy body-blow. How will I ever survive with this tragic and fatal wound to my self-esteem?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Sorry. That was supposed to be "I can't pull off a low cut blouse though."]

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Agreed. Tomorrow + Class = More Snark]

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

6 is hungover and he's making very sloppy work of the necklaces. They all seem to have an extra bit of string at the connection point.

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*works diligently*

*creates something he hopes is simple and acceptable (http://www.frontiernet.net/~ndaley/images/Macaroni_Necklace.jpg).

[likeguidelines.livejournal.com]

Barbossa finally put together a necklace (http://www.unitedmaskandparty.com/Theme_Party_Supplies/images/pirates_flags_necklace.JPG) he could see himself wearing.

Naturally, it had eyepatches.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*Vala strings together a multi-tiered macaroni monstrosity, then uses up all the gold spray paint making it very, very shiny*