Study Hall - Monday, October 17th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

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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[leeadama.livejournal.com]

Lee is so relieved that he is not a cylon, then.

Lee eyes the black lab who sniffs him warily and then sits down to work on all the homework he didn't get finished this weekend because he was, um, otherwise occupied.

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor ignored the puppies because he was more in a mood to kick them anyway and took a seat toward the back of the room. The back itself was always far too crowded.

Sometime after his Hebrew test

[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

PUPPIES! ZOMG CUTE!

Draco eyes the puppies and lets one sniff his hand before sitting down in a chair. He pulls out some parchment and begins doodling. A few of them involve Potter being tied down getting hit on the head with a bludger.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron enters the study hall, he seems to be walking a lot slowe than usually. Which is a good thing, because otherwise he would have tripped over one of the puppies. He bends down, wincing as he does so, and pets the puppy before taking a seat near the entrance of the study hall and looking through his notes.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth glances across at Principal Connor, before crouching down to fuss the puppies, before heading to take a seat.

[forlornslayer.livejournal.com]

Buffy enters and looks at the puppies for a few moments and then finds a seat.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe stood in the door to study hall and looked around. When she saw Cole, she made a straight line towards him.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce strolls in, slinging herself into a seat. Pulling out her sketchpad, she begins idly drawing a pair of feral eyes. The eyes reflect a human face, indistinct and shadowed.

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor looked up as Phoebe approached him. "Hey," he said neutrally.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked him up and down. "Are you okay, no one has tried anything?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm fine," he said. "Worked out some. That was it."

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe bit her lip. "Can I sit down?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Sure, I'm not stopping you," Belthazor said.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looks like she's been slapped for a moment, before her features clear into a pleasant mask.

"You're angry."

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor shrugged. "What gives you that idea?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked down at the table trying to put her feelings into words without sounding needy.

"You didn't reach for me...and your voice is different."

[demonbelthazor]

He shrugged again. "Maybe because I don't understand you," he muttered.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded and fiddled with her pen.

"We don't understand everything about each other," she muttered back as she went to stand.

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her back. "What, I'm supposed to be happy that you're being completely unreasonable and won't listen to anything I say?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe looked down at him, her eyes glittering. It was obvious to anyone that knew her well that she was upset and she was frightened.

"Cole," she said softly. "I am listening to everything you're saying. I'm just not sure that you're right." She looked at him seriously. "I know you want to protect me, but you don't even know who's doing this to me. It could be someone trying to punish..." Phoebe stopped talking and looked away.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty considers feeding some of his remaining ham and cheese sandwich to the puppies but decides against it. After all Connor will probably kill him and he really doesn't want to hear dogs howling "Abba" tunes all day.

Marty sits down with some large index cards and starts writing signs to help him communicate.

If anyone approaches he's probably trying very hard not to sing "Dancing Queen."

[demonbelthazor]

"You're not safe in town," he said flatly. "If a demon or a warlock or a darklighter come after you, one guy with a gun isn't going to save you. You don't have an offensive power. Here there's security and lots of people, people who do have powers to protect you. Why won't you listen to reason? Why are you being so stubborn?"

[chasingangela]

Angela looks at him skeptically, but still concerned, as she walks in. "Are you still singing?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty sighs, which was a mistake because he opened his mouth and starts singing again.

Yes it’s driving me crazy (oooh-a-la-la-la)
And my patience is fading (oooh-a-la-la)
Oh, you’d better watch out
I said you’d better watch out.

Marty rolls his eyes and scribbles out a message.

"Does that answer your question? They had ham and cheese sandwiches at the cafeteria today and I couldn't resist. Anything happen over the weekend? We really didn't get a chance to talk a lot last night."

Marty puts a smiley face at the end of the last sentence.

[swerval_zero]

*Zero eyes the puppies in a manner that might be construed to suggest she is wondering which of them might make the best vampire puppy. Though probably not, since she already has a deal with a breeder.*