Study Hall -- Friday, October 28th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah isn't in the room, but the words "Help yourself" have been hastily scribbled on the blackboard. There's a stereo playing incredibly random music on her desk, along with some junk food and pizza, a TV with a video game hookup, and a pool table that has almost magically appeared in the corner. The puppies are wide awake and playing under Sarah's desk. It's almost as if she's bribing the students.

(OOC: My job sucks. Still not done yet. *headdesk* *headdesk* *headdesk*)

Comments

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander reached in and grabbed the escapee, which was already chattering faster than the others, trying to vibrate its way up the side of the box. He shook a finger at it. "Bad fangs. No blood for you. Just digestive juices." He popped it in his mouth and crunched down satisfyingly on it.

Once he'd swallowed, he said, "Well, we've got the display of the whole project in the Journalism classroom that we need to set up - that'll be open all the time."

{ooc - which we need to set up. *g* Do y'all want me to?}

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

[ooc: If you want to, then that'd be awesome. I might be crashing for a while when I get home from work, so I'm not sure when I'll be on next. Thanks so much for everything you've done so far, man.]

[soldtoarmenians]

{t'is done}