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Bad Ash's Art Appreciation, Studio Work #7
"Bad" Ash stands, thankfully fully clothed and wearing a cup in anticipation of Callisto's reaction to his plans. He is grinning, holding his clipboard, as he surveys the semi-circle easels and paints, and the small dais in the center of the semi-circle.
He had written on the board: "Today we'll be painting the classical nude. Callisto will be modeling for the class." He had done an anticipatory little jig. Then added "Please Paint Callisto's Head on a naked body. An example of a naked body is now on the wall".
EDIT 2: Now, it is all erased and there is simply "Won't some baby please pose nude for the class?" with a Sad Face afterwards.
He had written on the board: "Today we'll be painting the classical nude. Callisto will be modeling for the class." He had done an anticipatory little jig. Then added "Please Paint Callisto's Head on a naked body. An example of a naked body is now on the wall".
EDIT 2: Now, it is all erased and there is simply "Won't some baby please pose nude for the class?" with a Sad Face afterwards.

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Like I said, all you need is what nature gave you. ::grin::
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Excuse me?
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What, are you afraid of people mocking your chunky thighs?(no subject)
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He walks out.
He walks back in five minutes later with a large tub of popcorn and a soda.
Munches popcorn. Drinks Soda. Watches the fun.
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Knowing these two, shop is a safer place to be this morning, even with Mac and the Danger Room.
He leans over to Marty, "You get to call the Rover today."
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"One thing for sure," he croaks "The class is never boring."
*Offers popcorn*
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Well, geeze. Think we can convince Cuddy? ::picks up an eraser and starts erasing the board::
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*takes a handful, curious about it.*
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"I think the words 'man steak' were involved in there too, Coach."
*he's taking off his shirt now*
"And from a man who just about went toes-up when my boyfriend kissed me in front of him."
*now shirtless, he looks at Marty and Angelus*
"Explain earthers to me. In short words. Because every time I turn around I'm bumping up against some weird taboo."
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Whoa, Solo, you better not be implying I ain't actin' like myself or anything, right?
::shakes his head, and laughs::
Taboos are for idiots. Idiots like lollipops.
...can anyone get a lollipop for Marty, here?
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He's not wearing a cup.
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*this was not a good situation.*
*it had to be the frogs.*
*but then...this coach was already nuts.*
*with a deflated almost-sigh, rover squeaked into the classroom.*
*on a straight line roll towards the coach.*
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*he still had a job to do.*
*rover rolled out.*
*rover rolled on.*
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*She then stops dead... and proceeds to quickly and quietly back up towards the door again.*
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"Just another Tuesday," he muttered.
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You're telling me...