Thursday Office Hour

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

She sits at her desk, headphones in. Reading her textbook, from time to time she closes her eyes and sings along...

just might stop to check you out
let me go on like I blister in the sun
let me go on big hands I know you're the one

[later]

Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
Believe me,
Somethings I wouldn't miss
But I look at you pants and I need...


If any students come in, she'd be pleased to chat.

((ooc: free for the afternoon! Whee!))

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[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((OOC: A guy I went to school with and have known since FOREVAH--not the same guy I told you about the other night--his uncle is the Femmes' drummer. He would get (and still does when they reunite) backstage passes whenever they play/ed.))

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((ooc: Is sooo jealous))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth is passing by, and hears singing from inside.

She looks worried, remembering Kawalsky earlier.

Oh, God, it's contagious

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She's singing, dancing around in her seat. Her arms loose, suddenly she stands up and begins to dance for real. Turning around, her eyes are finally open, she sees Elizabeth and stops abruptly. She jerks the buds out of her ears]

Hey, E.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *hearts you so much*]

*Elizabeth is standing, frozen in the door, her eyes wide and a "Holy crap, WTF?" look on her face*

Uh, hi, Professor

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Gestures to the iPod] They're right, you know...the rhythm is going to get you.

[She blushes, and smiles faintly] Did you, um, need something?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Ah, no, I was just passing on my way to, ah... *she's forgotten where she was going*

I was just worried, because Charlie's been singing since some stupid hour of this morning, and well, with this school, you never know

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, yeah. I was just...I downloaded the Violent Femmes and was reliving my youth...

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*smiles* I can't say I ever really listened to them that much. My youngest brother, Nick, however, was a big fan. Dad bought him headphones the day after he brought home their first album

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Looks at her curiously] Your youngest brother liked the Femmes?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*she winces slightly*

Yeah... I'm the baby of the family by a long shot.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

[[OOC: Did you get my e-mail about the THING? If not, how can I send it to you?]]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

I see. [clears her throat]

Are you enjoying your assistantship?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*she grins, trying not to look to relieved with the change of topic*

Yeah, but I've not really done much, so there's not really anything to dislike so far.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Looks at her appraisingly] E...tell me about your personal ethics. What do you consider right and wrong?

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

(([is a liar] it was filtered to my junkmail. Will reply shortly))

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

[OOC: in case it gets filtered again: Yup, nothing original.]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

((it's most excellent...now, how to get it on the air?))

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*she blinks; thankfully she was used to sudden topic changes*

Uh, personal ethics... ah, I try to base my principals on taking responsibility for my own actions, respecting other people, their property and their ideas, being fair, willing compliance with the law. I think that abuse is wrong, both physically and mentally, and I think staying quiet about such things is almost as bad as actually doing it.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Hmm...interesting. [she looks as though she's sizing Elizabeth up]

And what about revenge?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*Elizabeth cocks her head curiously, and smiles*

La vengeance est un plat qui se mange froid My views depend on the wronged, the crime and if the revenge is "an eye for an eye."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Would you be so disappointed in me if I told you a secret? Everyone tells me their secrets, and I have no one...I mean...[she's suddenly flustered]

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Not at all, Professor. *she smiles* And if it helps, I'm still keeping a secret that Antonia Rossi told me when we were six.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

You heard Anya...that day? I'm still not over it. I'm going to become the biggest pain in Ash's life. He's going to wish he'd never gotten involved in my private life. [she looks angry, but there is a touch of guilt in her eyes]

Is that terrible?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Mun thinks she might have missed it - help?]

*Elizabeth hesitates, before placing a hand on CJ's arm*

Not at all. Violation of a person's privacy is a despicable act.