Study Hall -- Wednesday, October 12th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah sits at the desk down in front, off in a world of her own as she writes down random, almost illegible notes on a pad of paper. Anybody who might wish to risk their lives to peek at what she's writing would see a lot of half-baked theories about locker 327.

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam most definitely doesn't go into Study Hall, and instead chooses to study in the library.

She isn't fleeing in terror. She's really not.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John slides into study hall, taking a seat in the corner and doodling absently on a sheet of scrap paper.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth heads in after her meeting with Dean Bristow, and casts glances across at Principal Connor.

She doesn't remember leaving her any voice-mail, and is pretty sure that Aeryn took the vodka away from her before she actually did ask the principal to sponsor a Vodka Appreciation Society.

She was still in one piece, though, so that had to mean something?

[sensethevisions]

((OOC:*giggles*))

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe comes into Study Hall and takes a seat near Liz. She smiles before taking out a notebook and writing things down.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John looks over and nods at Phoebe politely. "Congratulations on the win."

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor comes into study hall and takes a seat in the back. He looks extremely bored.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee starts studying the history of Stonehenge (one of the biggest henges in the world) and ends up falling asleep on his notebook.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron walks up to Crichton's table. He drops a thick book on Weaponary in the Old Republic down on the table and plops down in the seat. "Yo."

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

Faith, still slightly hungover from last night's party, pretty much passes out on the desk the second she sits down.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John adores a sleeping Lee laughs quietly.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yo," John replies. "How's the new art?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth smiles back at Phoebe, and waves, before turning back to her magazine (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/B00007G2Y7/qid=1129140866/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/102-4970044-5416107?v=glance&s=magazines)

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee dreams about being a butterfly.

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

[[Lee's mun hits John's mun!!]]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Still on," Cameron grins and shows his arm to John, he might be wearing a sleeveless shirt on purpose. "Yours?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

[[D'oh!]]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John wishes he could tuck Lee in.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Okay, last I checked. Anyone notice?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker is looking ill. And twitchy. Colonial grass and the Patch do not mix well. *sucks on a green lollipop*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

[[*demands crackfic*]]

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee snores.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Liz and Sam this morning," Cameron shrugs. "I'm not sure if they were impressed much. Did you show Aeryn?"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

Edward has procured a desk near the back of the room and looks slightly ill. He pulls out a large book and flips it open to some diagrams and starts taking notes.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Even through his own bad mood, John can't help but hassle Parker.

"You look great," he says sarcastically.