Sam staggered klutzily into the library, her arms full of her laptop, some notebooks and loose paper, and two physics textbooks. She dropped everything on the nearest table with a *thud* and pulled the pencil out of her mouth, prepared to get down to some serious equations.
Janet waved at Sam and stared angrily at the list of students with overdue books. She tapped her foot energetically against the floor. "Planning some fun?" asked Janet, nodding at the books, but frowning.
Evelyn entered the library quietly, but when she saw Janet's obvious anger, she decided not to approach her at this moment and instead selected a table and started working on her homework.
"'Ethics' class," said Janet, dropping down and imagining what would happen if she could send gremlins to pick up the overdue library books. "It's not particularly ethical." She hadn't stashed any chocolate in the library. She'd have to rectify that.
"Ethics class? How is it unethical? What happened?"
Sam recognized the look on Janet's face and dug around in her messenger bag for a minute. "Ah hah. Candy-covered chocolate espresso bean," she offered.
OOC: Feel free to blow up at or near Sam. Neither one of us minds.
"Sam, I'm in love," said Janet, taking the espresso bean gratefully. "Professor Maclay decided everybody needed to play a sixteen hour game of master and slave as their first class assignment." Janet frowned as she crunched down on the candy shell.
"I'm not really sure," said Janet tightly. "Supposedly so that we can learn about slavery. Liz and I got paired up with each other, refused to do the assignment, and now she wants us to do a paper about, among other things, why we won't do it." Janet rolled her eyes. "Not sure what I'm going to say. Or even if I'm keeping the course. Could you imagine the look on Teal'c's face?"
"Oh, yeah, because that tracks," Sam sneered. "You have to write a paper explaining why you won't do the assignment? That doesn't sound so bad...and you're working with Liz, so that's good...I'm not going to think about that. The look on yours is bad enough."
After his meeting with Bristow (http://www.livejournal.com/users/dean_bristow/7553.html?thread=166273#t166273) Angelus came by the library to track down Prof. Pierson.
Methos intercepts Angelus rapidly, with an alarmed look at Janet. "I'm sorry to take you from your day, but I wanted to speak to you as soon as possible."
"No problem," Angelus put his hands into his coat pockets, projecting an attitude of patience that didn't match the way his eyes were taking in any scrap of information they could to help him process this situation. "Had a minute. Always happy to fulfill a faculty request."
Curses. Parker was right. This kid is dangerous. "Well, in this case it's more of a faculty apology. What happened here a few days ago when you came in for your card was poorly done, and I apologize for that."
"It's a little more involved than that," said Janet. "A lot more involved. She wants a complete recounting of our personal and psychological issues with the assignment. So she never 'asks too much of us' again." She crossed her arms and glared at a bookcase across the room. "Plus she wants us to observe the other people doing the exercise and write about their 'learning' experiences. I don't think I could look him in the face if I'd agreed to do the damned thing."
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