http://puppywithatutu.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] puppywithatutu.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2011-02-28 11:34 pm
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Paranormal Activity, March 1st

Something absolutely tragic must have happened for Alaric to allow Caroline to teach of all things. Give feedback on formal wear? Definitely. Paint a float? Sure! Set a car on ramps to get worked on? Perhaps in desperation! But lead young people toward knowledge? Yeah, not so much a Caroline thing.

"Wow, okay! So, Ric is...somewhere obviously not here," Caroline started, smiling at her peers and hoping no one just up and left right away. "But class must go on, and I've got his emergency plans. Weirdly, they involve showing a movie, which is so below my skillset when it comes to the paranormal, right? I mean, I'm from one of the most supernatural towns in Virginia. We had old timey witch hunts and vampire dens and a whole bunch of randomly appearing werewolves! Okay, and seriously? What is up with werewolves and like, living in recreational vehicles and wearing old, dirty clothes? These guys should have just as much cash in hiding as the vampires. Living it up is totally possible over time, okay?"

Right, class. "But I digress. It's a movie day and our feature film is Battle of the Dragons, starring that super hot Jesus-wannabe Oscar winner. And some dude in an eye patch. Um, I think the paranormal aspect is dragons? Because some people must think they're real. If they are, I'm just gonna be over here, hoping never to meet one. Unless it means I get my own bearded Jesus to protect me."

And lo, she pressed play and shut her trap.
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Re: Lecture Time [PA]

[personal profile] vanillajello 2011-03-01 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
Kate looked a little tired and a little worn out today, but without the moody air those two things tended to usually bring with themselves.

She quirked a brow at Caroline's babbling but that was about all the visible reaction she showed to the other girl being in charge of class. Probably a testament to how tired she really was.