Seven Secrets to Success - Wednesday, 5/27 - Period Five

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The professor seemed to be missing for the moment and the classroom was certainly different from usual. There were no desks, no little chairs; instead, there was a single table covered in yarn and a couple of books on crochet projects. The right hand wall said that the place was QUARANTINE SUITE 152, but not much more than that. Immediately in front of them, across from the now-closing door, was a great black empty window.

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Re: Wander Through the Halls

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"What did she say, Mr. Flibble?"

The puppet moved it's mouth a few times and Rimmer shook his head saaaaadly.

"Such language. Uncle Arnie will have to fry her with his hex vision then."

At which point, the eyes of both Rimmer and the puppet lit with an unholy red light.

Re: Wander Through the Halls

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That couldn't possibly be good.

"I'll sue," Blair said, just in case that might help.

Re: Wander Through the Halls

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Red bolts of energy shot out from his eyes and sparked on the wall three feet from her head.


...hey, just because he's insane doesn't mean he's any more competent.

Re: Wander Through the Halls

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Okay, that was enough of that. Blair tried to run in the other direction, away from the red bolts of energy (and also the crazy people)

Re: Wander Through the Halls

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He looked to the penguin toy.

"...too fast, Mr. Flibble. Naughty and fast."

Clomp clomp clomp.

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