Detention, Saturday

[chosehumanity]

"Hey," Mitchell called, once the handwavey detention announcement had gone out and everyone had had time to gather up by the Danger Shop. "I'm Mitchell. Some of you might've met me." He grinned. "You're here because for whatever reason, the school has chosen to recognise your trespasses. That doesn't mean it has to be horrible, just unpleasant."

Another slight grin, with only a hint of apology.

"So today, we're going to be preparing for a tea party," he continued, "Although I'd like it if you'd all go light on the tea. I'm more of a coffee person."

He shouldn't be allowed free range of children.

"Just enter through there and get your finest," he said, waving at the doorway, "And I'll see you on the other end."

Liir Thropp
Arthur Pendragon
Dinah Lance
Jack Priest
Effy Stonem
Kate Gregson
Francine Peters
Jonothon Starsmore
Azula

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Comments

Re: The Living Room

[furnaceface]

//Too tempting,// Jono agreed. //I suppose that's why they graduate students, eventually. So that somebody else can live the same fantasy.//

When you looked at it in that light, Jono supposed it made sense that there were so many outcasts and mutants, here.

Re: The Living Room

[bitten_notshy]

Jack was smirking when he looked up. Jonothon was not exactly the most cheerful person to talk to; he had to be flippant or it would get under his skin. "I think if it were entirely a fantasy, the food would be a bit better."

Re: The Living Room

[furnaceface]

And there went Jono, sinking from 'not cheerful' to 'bloody melancholy.'

//I'll take yer word for that one, mate.//

And there he went, leaning over to give his untouched teacup another cranky prod.