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Newspaper Staff Meeting; Friday, after classes. Journalism Room [ 09/18 ].

Cal Stephanides was absolutely tickled, brimming with a sort of boyish pride, as he got things set up for the meeting today. Their first one after what he felt was an incredibly successful first paper. He'd even printed out about a hundred extra just to have in the journalism room today. It was a paper! With his name as the editor! It was exciting!

And he might have been sneaking peeks at the kitten picture to melt over it every so often. What? He liked kittens.

There was, of course, donuts and coffee as well as a considerable representation made for tea (of course!)

"We did it!" Cal announced. "First edition without anything blowing up or going hideously wrong! Pat yourself on the back; pat someone else on the back, grab a caffeinated drink of your preference and let's do some chatting about how it turned out and how we can make it even better still."

[[ OCD ~~on the way~~ is chattering away! ]]

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While chatting. Apparently, it's a theme.

Edited 2009-09-18 13:47 (UTC)

As opposed to Specific Chatting.

As opposed to General Chatting.

Any thoughts on how the paper turned out? Suggestions for next time? Things to keep up? Ideas on what you'd like to work on next time?

BLAH BLAH BLAH.

When Ghanima pings in, you can include her in all the chatting, too!

Awww. Looks like we are Out of Chatting.

...I don't know. Someone needs more coffee.

Ghanima was there, and perfectly willing to chat ~~with a massive SP warning~~.

Joan Girardi

Joan couldn't believe that she had ~~handwavily~~ been instructed by someone to join the newspaper staff. Clearly He didn't remember the disaster that was her trying to be on the Yearbook staff.

But she was there anyway.

Eleanor Robinson

Eleanor looked over the paper. It did indeed look good, but she couldn't help but wonder if people would really have any interest in an article about tarot.

Merlin

Hoshi Sato

"Hey," Cal gave the girl a smile. "It's Joan, right?"

"Yup, and you're Cal, right?" Joan said. "Is it too late to join?"

"Sooo," Cal wheedled with a slight grin at Eleanor, "what do you think?"

"I think it's wonderful," she looked up with a smile. "The kitten picture is so very cute."

"Not at all," Cal said, smiling a little, and he shrugged. "The more the merrier, right? Do you have an interest in writing about anything in particular?"

"I feel bad," Cal admitted, laughing as he sheepishly ducked his head. "I think the kitten's my favorite part."

Well, that, and his name in the editor spot.

"Well, look at it!" she exclaimed, giggling and shaking the paper a little. "Who could possibly resist such a cute little face?"

Cal laughed, although, really, that was just about as cute as the kitten.

Just about.

It was a freaking adorable kitten.

"So that's a feature we're keeping."

"Not off the top of my head," Joan said, mentally cursing out God for not being specific. "What kind of articles do we need?"

"Uhhh, well." That...was actually a good question. Cal scratched the back of his head a little. "Yakko's got horoscopes, Merlin's going to do interviews, Hoshi's got recipes. I guess we could kind of use someone to try to focus on current events, although I'll cover a little bit of that in some of the editor's notes."

"Hmm...maybe..." Eleanor smiled a touch wickedly. "Maybe we could use pictures of students from when they've turned into adorable kittens?"

Eleanor had no idea what she was suggesting, really. Either it would turn into a very popular feature indeed or result in the mass murdering of the entire newspaper staff.

"Current events like stuff that's happening around the island?" Joan asked. "I could probably handle that."

....why was this girl so perfect? Seriously. A comment like that only made Cal wonder if perhaps she was...

He matched Eleanor's smile. "Now, why would we do a think like that? I'd never even imagine..."

It should be noted that Cal had a very terrible masochistic streak.

"Exactly," Cal nodded. Boring stuff. "Events, weird occurrences, dances, things like that. Lee covered most of that last year, I think."

"Oh, I don't know. Because it would show that the newspaper is committed to its readership?" She smirked further. "That, and I think it would be incredibly fun."

"Sounds easy enough," Joan said. "Should I cover the Student Council elections for the next edition?"

"That sounds great," Cal nodded, grinning slightly. "Maybe try to dig up on stuff they're working on for the readers to keep an eye out for."

"I can do that. I'll just bug Turtle to tell me."

"And everyone always takes pictures of people when they're kittens," Cal pointed out, having had personal experience with that himself.

Except that he was a hyena.

Details.

"You might want to avoid mentioning that it's for the paper too much, then," Cal said with a snort. "If she finds out you're working for me, she might refrain from comment."

She laughed lightly. "I'm sure Ellie has some photographs of me somewhere from when I was a kitten. I was a rather cute kitten," she added with a note of surety.

"Oh, there's no doubt about that," Cal found himself saying, again not really intending to, but rolling with it anyway. There were benefits to being a natural actor. "I've never turned into anything as cute as a kitten, myself."

She blushed slightly at that, but continued on. "Not a kitten?" she asked, amused. "Then pray tell, what did you turn into?"

"A hyena," Cal told her, his face twisting a little with distaste. "Everyone gets cute puppies and kittens, and I get a hyena."

"Awwwww," she giggled a bit. "I'm sure you were still a cute one."

Especially once certain people decked him out with ribbons...

"Have you ever actually seen a hyena? They're not the cutest looking animals. Plus, they're scavengers."

"Well, I've never seen one personally, no. Why do you suppose you turned into one?"

Cal faltered for a moment. Was there really a good way to answer that? Somehow, he didn't think oh, well, they're nature's natural hermaphrodites or I guess I'm a dirty scavenger, too would inspire the desired effect.

"I guess...it's just...a reflection of uniqueness?" he tried.

She smiled and laughed. "Sounds like a fine reason to me."

Cal tried not to show his relief that she went with the reason, even if she was just humoring him. He chuckled a little. "I mean, what else could it be, right?"

"Nothing that I can think of," she smirked back at him.

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