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JA Meeting

Outside of Dr. Carter's classroom is a sign which reads:

Junior Achievers Meeting

All are welcome

Tonight's topics include:

1) Announcement from the President

2) Veronica Mars intro & article request

3) Callisto & Fashion show planning

4) Show of gratitude for those who worked the bake sale

5) Any new business

Free food provided

Angelus is inside, looking as though there's a great deal on his mind and as though there's a high likelihood that his distraction has something to do with the travel plans that are scattered across his desk (anyone peeking would see London, Paris, and Rome listed on his notes). On Dr. Carter's desk is a box of fudge nut brownies from Deb's. The door to the classroom is wide open.

~~[ooc: you know the drill, hang on while I set up comment threads and then go nuts, be it with the brownies or otherwise ;) ]~~

[ooc: ETA: All done! Post away!]

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Duce arches an eyebrow at Faith for permission before taking a brownie.

"Hey Duce" Callisto nods between mouthfuls of brownie.

"Hey Callisto. So you're doing a fashion show? Sounds nifty." Swallowing a lump of smooshy brownie, Duce adds, "Also: Friday, drinking, my place - you in?"

"Yeah, considering how many people Angelus and I know who like leather, it seemed like a fun idea." Callisto grins. "Oh, I'm there."

Duce grins. "Cool. And the show sounds like fun. It'll definitely set some of the vanilla buggers at this school at a right tilt."

"Want in?" Angelus asked. "Cal's not in JA so it's open to anybody who wants to lend a hand ~~and oogle~~."

"You want in?" Callisto asks. "You don't have to model if you don't want to, but we do need an MC, amongst other things."

Duce looks from Angelus to Callisto in amusement as they both ask the same question simultaneously. Gesturing at her snakes, she comments, "Unless you have reptile fetishists, I doubt I'm what you want for a model. And unless it's after dark, it's unlikely you want us MC'ing.. but yeah, if you need help, count me in."

"I'm guarding them. You can have as many as you want. You're probably not going to eat them all like some kids I know."

Duce watches Faith and Draco glaring at one another and tries not to smile. "Promise I won't eat them all." .. and adds solemnly, without looking at Draco, "Wouldn't want to give myself a raging case of cellulitis. Heard about a kid in town who caught that after eating a plate of brownies once."

Faith raised her eyebrows. "That doesn't sound like a good. Maybe Draco'd like some more?" she wondered to herself, smirking.

"So, what're you doing here?"

(eek! Lilly doesn't want to play with Duce!)

(ooc: she so doesn't! *g*)

Shaking her head solemnly, she adds, "Horrible blobs of fat forming right under your skin. They say it's an accumulated effect - the more baked goods you consume, the more likely an attack is to occur. Apparently, one kid's entire face exploded into grotesquerie right before a date."

Shrugging a shoulder, she muttered, "Promised Pater I'd check the JA out. Also, the thing about Kitty has be buggin'. Figured distractions would be good."

"Wow, that must have sucked," Faith said, doing a slight 'yay, metabolism' dance with her brownie.

Faith frowned at the mention of Kitty. "She's the girl that's disappeared and probably dead, right? I read about that in the paper this morning. That sucks."

Duce does not smirk at Draco. But she thinks about it.

She takes another bite of brownie and nods, "Yup. It does suck. Bets on how soon we're all locked into our rooms at night 'for our own protection'? She knew the curfew, and why it existed, she broke it, now she's missing and presumed dead.. and we're all gonna get spanked for it. Watch."

Faith scowled. "There'll be a riot. Not that you're wrong on your prediction, but my god, it's gonna suck. Half the school's gone missing at one point or another, you'd think this wouldn't be such a big deal. ~~We have a curfew? Oops.~~"

~~What's a curfew?~~

~~A way for The Man to oppress us by not letting us roam free in the streets after 10pm!~~

"She is dead," Angelus said, grimly. "I heard about it yesterday. We're supposed to keep it on the down low but considering the rumors going around already I don't see how that's going to help."

"Everyone's heard about it, but has anyone seen a body yet, or gotten a good reason why nobody has seen a body?" Duce holds up her hands, "Playing devil's advocate here. Angelus, you saw how people got when your life was threatened. How bad you think it's gonna get now that someone's gone missing?"

"I know, I know," Angelus rubbed his face. "Believe me, I'm no more thrilled about it than anybody else. Not the least of which is the reason you just mentioned."

He sighed. "Not like Bristow's got me on his speed dial for updates, but last I heard there was no body. Her dragon's freaked, though. Swears she's dead. Swears some killer did it. Which I guess rules out death by banana peel, but still."

"My brain keeps pointing to motive. There's one very obvious motive.. and it's so very obvious that it's giving me the itch. The lack of body and the fact that this rumour is all over school and in print before the police have had time to even do an inquiry, much less make a statement.. Something smells in Denmark. Someone wants this public, and someone wants people pissed off. And that's probably, if she is indeed dead, who killed her."

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