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All-Sexuality Support Group meeting, Thursday after classes
The group name wasn't a lie: it really was for students of any and every sexuality -- however, if you didn't go into that classroom ready to get your same-gender-kissy on, the chance that you'd leave the same way was... fairly low. What with the rainbow-colored glitter on every available surface.
That was Emmett showing restraint. He almost took a trip to the flower shop too, but Gabrielle persuaded him that ordering enough roses to decorate every chair in the tastefully-arranged semi-circle three days before Valentine's Day would result in the employees of Covent Garden Flowers putting out a contract on him, and not the fun kind with a collar and a safeword. Okay, so Gabrielle hadn't actually used the word 'safeword,' but the sentiment was completely intact, thank you very much. As was her earnest make-people-feel-welcome smile, completely untainted by WTF because she hadn't yet figured out what the group's acronym stood for.
She had also not yet realized that she'd be picking rainbow glitter out of everything she owned for days.
"Hi, everyone," she began. "And thanks for coming to the first meeting of the All-Sexuality Support Group."
Oh, just abbreviate it, Gabrielle, and figure it out already so you can give Emmett that look. You know. That one.
The one that would get 'Oh my stars and garters, does that really spell a naughty word?' in reply from Emmett, and then he'd find himself on the business end of her staff, which sounds fun but isn't, so he was going to enjoy her ignorance while it lasted. "My lovely co-hostess is Gabrielle and I'm Emmett, and if this were a Gay-Straight Alliance, I'd be the gay one." He shot a look towards Gabrielle. "But it's not, because life can get a lot more complex than just gay and straight."
Gabrielle narrowed her eyes, shook her head, and twitched both hands in the air. "Why do you keep giving me that look?" See. This is the point he was trying to make. "Anyway, we thought we'd start off with introductions today. I know, I know, you probably all thought we were done with that by now. It's one more time, you'll be fine."
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That was Emmett showing restraint. He almost took a trip to the flower shop too, but Gabrielle persuaded him that ordering enough roses to decorate every chair in the tastefully-arranged semi-circle three days before Valentine's Day would result in the employees of Covent Garden Flowers putting out a contract on him, and not the fun kind with a collar and a safeword. Okay, so Gabrielle hadn't actually used the word 'safeword,' but the sentiment was completely intact, thank you very much. As was her earnest make-people-feel-welcome smile, completely untainted by WTF because she hadn't yet figured out what the group's acronym stood for.
She had also not yet realized that she'd be picking rainbow glitter out of everything she owned for days.
"Hi, everyone," she began. "And thanks for coming to the first meeting of the All-Sexuality Support Group."
Oh, just abbreviate it, Gabrielle, and figure it out already so you can give Emmett that look. You know. That one.
The one that would get 'Oh my stars and garters, does that really spell a naughty word?' in reply from Emmett, and then he'd find himself on the business end of her staff, which sounds fun but isn't, so he was going to enjoy her ignorance while it lasted. "My lovely co-hostess is Gabrielle and I'm Emmett, and if this were a Gay-Straight Alliance, I'd be the gay one." He shot a look towards Gabrielle. "But it's not, because life can get a lot more complex than just gay and straight."
Gabrielle narrowed her eyes, shook her head, and twitched both hands in the air. "Why do you keep giving me that look?" See. This is the point he was trying to make. "Anyway, we thought we'd start off with introductions today. I know, I know, you probably all thought we were done with that by now. It's one more time, you'll be fine."
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However, he's fifteen. Thus the glitter.
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She was eyerolling at the food, but she was sure that was all Emmett, there.
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Mmmm. Meat.
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"I'm Emmett, I'm a sophomore, and I'm gay, which for those of you who just arrived from Saturn, the North Pole or the middle ages, means I'm a boy who likes boys. You don't have to tell us that if you don't want to or haven't figured it out, though. What you can tell us is somebody famous that you find attractive. Doesn't have to be somebody you'd sleep with: I think Gwen Stefani has exquisite bone structure, but I wouldn't sleep with her if she were wearing a strap-on and a fake mustache."
So, you know. Keep your introductions polite and clean.
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He had been searching through his ancestral memories of those ancient times enough to actually know.
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Yeah. Try not to think about that one too much, okay?
"I don't have a great track record with boys, but I've met a lot of attractive ones." Gabrielle? The universe was trying to tell you something. "David of the Israelites comes to mind . . . but you know, if he'd told me he was engaged before he started reading his psalms to me . . ."
Sigh. She shook her head. Over it. Right. "I have to agree with Leto, though, about Helen of Troy. I've met her, and she really is that attractive, but I still think Xena has the edge there."
Gabrielle: up to her neck in denial before she ever made it as far as Egypt.
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"I'm Francine. I'm a senior, and..." Right. Right. She reached for Katchoo's hand. "I'm with her."
Hey, for her, that was coming out.
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So anyway, sitting there, squeezing Francine's hand, and almost grinning. "Katina. Senior. I'm not gay; I just don't like men. And yeah, I'm with her."
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Any telepathic dogs on the island would be going nuts about now.
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"I'm Sam," he said. "I'm a senior, and I guess I'd say I'm bisexual? I've had a girlfriend and a boyfriend and I kind of find everybody attractive, so...anyway, uh, I don't know about Helen of Troy, but Diane Kruger's really pretty and she played her once, so...yeah." At least all the words were in relatively the right order.
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Not exactly things you talk about in public.
"Yes. Do I have to pick someone famous?"
He only knew people as 'oh, that bloke with the nice teeth' or 'the woman who keeps taking off her dress in movies'.
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Questions/Suggestions?
Talk to the Leaders
After they ping in.
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Talk to Mitchell
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Not entirely sure how he'd been roped into it, but he wasn't exactly one to judge. You got old, with time, you tried things-- well, some things.
He'd only seen the scat once, okay?He hung back and let them do the talking.OOC
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*hugs Francine and Katchoo*
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