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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[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan looks at Sydney worriedly, "You know, it's absolutely none of my business but just so you're aware, I'm a counselor here at school and if you need to talk, I'm more than happy to listen."

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

"Thanks, but I'm alright" Maybe if she said it enough she'd believe it. The man that she had loved was dead, and she'd barely spoken about it and her father was too busy to really deal with her, so it was hard. "I just...haven't slept much, guess being pregnant does that to you."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"Which is yet another reason why we're here. Obviously there are certain things it's ridiculous to ask you to do. We should put those on the list of things you don't want to do.

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

"I think it's open for discussion, I mean I don't want special treatment just because I'm pregnant. I can do anything a regular girl can do." She however, was much more than a regular girl. She went on missions all the time, even being pregnant, she was probably doing way too much.

(*Squees* I was hoping one of my characters would be able to interact with Jonathan at some point)

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Well first off, let's establish a safe word. What do like?

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

"Uh...pomagranate." Sydney suggests, it was the first thing she had thought of.