Study Hall - Monday, October 17th

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Sarah sits on the floor of the study hall, playing with a bunch of black lab puppies.

No, really.

And no, she's not teaching them how to kill. Although she is making them sniff a toaster and then sniff everybody who comes into the room.

Today is obviously not a low-paranoia day for her.

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Faith sits down, staring at the puppies.

Must. Not. Try. To. Hug. Puppies. Principal has weapons.

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Spotting Faith trying desperately not to die of the cute, Sarah smiles mischievously, grabs the rubber ball from the floor, and rolls it towards Faith's seat, watching as a pair of lab puppies bound enthusiastically after it (and ultimately towards Faith).

OOC: *giggles*

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Faith panics momentarily at the giant stampede of cuteness. Giving up, because the Principal clearly wasn't feeling too threatening, the starts to pet the puppies. There may be some talking to them. Totally no saying 'Aw, who's a cute little puppy? That's right, killer, you are.' Totally not at all.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

[OOC: If Marty wasn't stuck singing Abba songs today he'd be totally mocking you right now.]

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah tosses Faith a bag of doggie treats. "Here, kid," she says, clearly getting a kick out of watching Faith try not to squee and fail miserably. "The little bastards love 'em."

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Faith catches the doggie treats, and grins in spite of herself. "Cool, thanks. Here you go, cutie, wanna treat? Yesh you do!"

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((Does Parkie want to play with the puppies too?))

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

_{[[she really, really does. But she has an image! She has on Valentino! She... aww, dey so cuuuuute!]]}

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Parker wanders by and almost trips over one of the little furry bastards. "Hey! Watch it! Fuzzballs," she mutters, folding her arms.

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Faith stares at Parker, and her eyes flick between her and the puppies. She slides a treat across the floor so it's touching Parker's shoe. "Go see your Auntie Parkie, little guys!" she says, shooing them towards Parker.

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"Hey! That's not-- hey, that tickles, you little--" Parker crouches down to get on off her foot, then is attacked by cuteness from the other side. She picks one up, and holds it up to her face. "Stop it," she orders as it pants at her, tongue out. "Oh my god, who's got a puppy face!You are not that cute. You're not." She sends Faith a glare. Puppies! Awww! But I am not Parkie. No!

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Faith grins at her. "Oops, sorry about that. I won't call you Parkie anymore. But, aw! Puppies! And they don't instinctively hate you! They want to be your friends."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"These aren't yours. Are they?" Parker says, putting down the one she was scolding, and immediately having to pick up another that was sniffing her skirt. Really. I had to. Aww! Look at it! "I didn't think we were allowed pets. Thus proving that I have a heart. You bitch, you did that on purpose!"

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"No, they're Principal Connor's," Faith said with a frown. "I kinda want one though. Aw! She's like, training them or something." Faith started petting the one Parker had put down.

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"Hopefully to attack zombies. Or evil aliens." Parker snorted. "What am I saying? They're Principal Connor's. Of course they'll be trained to do that." She was petting the second one she'd picked up on the head, getting it to strettch out and kick its legs. "I really, really want one, damnit. I never had a puppy!

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"We should totally get secret puppies. They're so cute! Yeah, they're toally being trained to attack something. Aw! That one's kicking!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ooo. I have enough room in my suite! If one just wanted to stay there, it's no my fault, right? I don't get where the toaster comes into it, though. Unless Cally's thing about toasters is contagious. He's ticklish! Aww, who's a silly? You are! You are!

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"Me too! I'm totally getting one now. Not these, because they're probably super-spy puppies or something. I always wanted one! Me neither. I think they're probably something to do with her being the way she is? With the whole army-type thing? Evil toasters, maybe? Aw! Look, he's wagging his tail and his leg's all twitchy and cute!"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Not that I'll admit it out loud, ever. Evil toasters. And I thought that beachball in the library was weird... Yours is falling asleep on you, how cute is that?

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_{Preciousssssss! we loves them, yess!}

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((OOC- Oh, I want one. Aw!))

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"There was a non-Rover beachball in the library? Huh. I know! It's all cute and asleep, and aw! I might need to get a few puppies now."