Study Hall -- Tuesday, October 25th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah sits at the front desk occasionally glaring at the notebook and stack of papers at the far edge of the desktop. Instead of the constant scribbling she's been doing for days, she's got a deck of cards and is shuffling them over and over again out of boredom. She's horribly tempted to go out and play Texas Hold 'em with Locker 327, but she doesn't trust the fucking thing enough. Or, you know, at all.

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[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*comes in, with his camera, still figuring it out*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Han follows him in, after art, and is toying with his own. It's been a dead easy morning so far: a nothing of a smokescreen against security so simple he'd been beating it at 8, and then just take this thing and work it.

"Better ask somebody. I hate using cams that aren't my own."

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*discovers the flash when it goes off in his face*

*blinks, seeing spots*

[pure-blooddraco.livejournal.com]

Draco comes into study hall in a good mood. He looked at Principal Connor playing with the cards. If he knew how to play any muggle card games he'd ask to play. But alas, he didn't.
Instead he sits at a desk and begins reading one of his old school books.

((Das Schnitzel, Locker 327 and Principal Connor would be the best poker partners ever.))

[http://users.livejournal.com/___lily_evans_/]

Lily enters and whispers a "hullo" to Draco as she sits next to him.

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

*comes in and drops the small box on Sarah's desk (inside is a small (about four inches) model of a working remington it shoots candy)*

*gives her a wink, and sits not too far off, pulling out his bio book*

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*points camera at Jayne once figuring out the instructions*

*takes picture, with flash*

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

With about as much subtlety as possible, Sarah shifts the deck of cards to one hand and peeks inside the box. She glances over at Jayne, and while she doesn't smile, she does wink back.

(OOC: HEE. That's just what Sarah needs -- a sugar rush that comes out of a weapon. ;))

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus takes a seat by the windows. Today he's using the sunlight to make reading his Bio textbooks easier.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto comes up behind Angelus and flicks at one of his ears.

"Are we wearing our badge?"

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Hey Angelus, Lisa said Science Club is in on the Bake Sale.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John comes into study hall and pulls out a book. Snow Crash today.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

*takes marker and writes "Poor Impulse Control" across John's forehead*

[leeadama.livejournal.com]

[[OMG SNOWCRASH.]]

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory pactically skips into study hall and takes a seat with a smile. She pulls out the first edition On the Road Marty had given her, and happily begins to read.

[chasingangela]

Happy to see Rory in such a good mood, Angela takes a seat near her and waves hello.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders comes in after his morning run with a cup of coffee in each hand, and starts drinking from both of them in alternate sips.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Dude, Anders," John says, looking at the caffeine. "You're gonna be running to and from the bathroom all day."

[swerval_zero]

*comes into study hall*

*stares at Anders*

This is my fault. I introduced you to coffee.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge wanders in after class, and sits down by John and Anders. For once, he doesn't have a current project on the go and totally doesn't look the least bit lost because of that. Oh no.

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan comes into Study Hall and looks around for Sydney. Not seeing her, he sits down and waits.

[http://users.livejournal.com/sydney_bristow_/]

Sydney comes in, after listening to her voice message. "You're Jonathan?" she asks, she looks like she hasn't slept in weeks and her face is a little bruised, and her eyes are red and puffy.

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

Number 6 settles into a seat, rather hoping Wednesday shows up. No particular reason.

Around 2:30

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Around 2:30...

Beka enters the Study Hall and sits. She looks tightly wound, but not exactly nervous. Intent, intense, self-contained, as if she's a bundle of energy controlled by a mantra. Which, in fact, she is. I'm strong enough.

A shorter blond, pretty in a softer way, arrives shortly after. She also looks edgy and somewhat fearful.

When Beka sees Buffy, she nods to a chair beside her. "Come and sit with me?"

Buffy smiled a tight smile and takes the seat next to Beka.

For the next hour, they discuss their Ethics assignment, the boundaries, the restrictions, and the names they will use. After a long embrace, they leave together, both grinning, on their way into town.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John walks in, palming cards.
"Hey, Ma, you wanna... Oh. Nevermind."