chosehumanity: (mitchell: innocent)
chosehumanity ([personal profile] chosehumanity) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2009-09-12 08:41 am
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Detention, Saturday

"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


[[ wait for the ocd up ]]

Re: Sign In

[identity profile] blondecanary.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
Dinah Lance, AWOL to fight demons CANADIA!
Edited 2009-09-12 08:00 (UTC)
future_sandworm: (dunecat)

Re: OOC

[personal profile] future_sandworm 2009-09-12 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
GILBERT ICONS!

Re: Sign In

[identity profile] new-to-liirness.livejournal.com 2009-09-12 10:46 am (UTC)(link)
Liir Thropp
furnaceface: (Grumpyface)

Re: Sign In

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 10:49 am (UTC)(link)
Jonothon Starsmore
furnaceface: (Intense)

Re: Dress Up!

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
Jonothon just... Stared at the clothing provided. And then looked down at himself, and his leather, and his bandages. And then at the clothing provided.

//I already am dressed my finest.//

Riiiiight, Jono.
furnaceface: (Very disappointed in you)

Re: Talk to the Doorman. Guy.

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 10:53 am (UTC)(link)
Right! The crazy person. As if Jono hadn't seen his fair share of crazy people in his lifetime. He ducked his head down and attempted to push his way past the man.
furnaceface: (Dark)

Re: Talk to 80s Guy

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
... But Jono liked the music. And that was why he stopped, crossed his arms over his chest, and nodded faintly.

//Don't suppose I could just spend the rest of my day here, mate? I'm not in any great hurry to go and completely fail to drink tea.//
furnaceface: (Shirtless!)

Re: OOC

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
\o/ GILBERT!
furnaceface: (Sideways look)

Re: The Kitchen

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
Kitchen. Elbow room. No crazy people. Food. Bollocks.

Jono crossed his arms over his chest, propped himself up against a counter, and proceeded to give dark, angry, very antisocial looks at everything in the room that had the gall to be noticed by him.
furnaceface: (Just Bloody Peachy)

Re: The Living Room

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 11:01 am (UTC)(link)
Jonothon stared at his flashcard. And then stared at Mitchell. And then stared at his flashcard again.

//I don't know anything about horseback riding,// he pointed out. //There are horses. They've got backs. People ride 'em. Competitively.//
vanillajello: (Default)

Re: Sign In

[personal profile] vanillajello 2009-09-12 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
Kate Gregson
furnaceface: (Death Glare)

Re: Talk to the Doorman. Guy.

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 11:10 am (UTC)(link)
Jono's first reaction was, yes, to bury his face in his hand.

//Yes, mate. I rolled around in it this morning before I set out for the day. Helps keep the flies away from my nasty, seeping sores, yer know.//

Somebody was a little cranky today.
furnaceface: (Intense)

Re: Talk to 80s Guy

[personal profile] furnaceface 2009-09-12 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
//Thirty,// Jono replied. And then he crossed his arms and decided that the best part of today would he the part where he annoyed the hell out of this bloke, right here. //And an ostrich, three crocodiles, and a naffin' elephant. What's it to yer, sunshine?//

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