ext_150768 ([identity profile] principalconnor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-11-04 01:20 pm

Study Hall -- Friday, November 4th

The study hall is empty except for the baskets of puppies and kittens. A note has been scribbled on the blackboard -- Pull any shit in my classroom today, and the puppies and kittens go away. Got it?

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Harkness has never yet set foot in study hall, but he figures since he's got a day to figure out Professor Tick's project (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/299848.html) he'd better get cracking. And if he goes back to his room, the Legos will call him.

He settles in with the ACME Catalog (http://home.nc.rr.com/tuco/looney/acme/acme.html) and totally didn't bogart a puppy to cuddle.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank comes into the room and is visibly disappointed to see that the pool table is gone. He consoles himself by taking a puppy with him to one of the tables, where he starts playing with it.

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia walked in. "Where's the pool table?" She looked disappointed.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank waves Maia over.

"I'm disappointed as well. Pull up a puppy and we can commiserate together."

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia walked over to the basket of puppies and again selected the smallest one. Carrying it over she plopped down and started to tease it with her fingers. "How's it going?" she said petting Hank's puppy.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank smiles as his puppy promptly flips onto its back, presenting its belly to Maia for pettins.

"It could be worse, but it could also be better. I believe I'm finally caught up with all my classes. And yourself?"

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia pats the puppy's belly it was soft and warm. She picks up her own puppy and holds its ears up to make him look like a bat.

"Yeah I know what you mean. I think I have caught up all mine as well. I had to drop Journalism though." Maia flapped the dogs ears. "Other then that are you ok?" Maia is concerned, she did not know if Hank knew the girl or not that had been killed.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank's puppy, still on its back, started yipping and wiggling madly. Hank started to lightly scratch its belly and it barked in happiness. He then sighed and told Maia, "You're referring to the death, I take. I cannot say that I'm unaffected, for she reminded me so strongly of the Kitty from my reality, but because of that reminder, I rarely interacted with her. Her death is a tragedy, but I wasn't as close to her as others were.

"Were you one of her friends here?"

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia deflated her dogs ears and cuddled him closely. "No I never met her actually. I think she may have had a class with me or something though." Maia frowns sorry to not have paid attention to the now gone girl.

She messed with the dog a bit more and then changed the subject. "Why did you miss classes?" Maia said trying to get the puppy to chase its tail.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank frowns slightly and jerks back his hand a bit as his puppy flips over and starts nipping at Hank's fingers.

"Locker 327."

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia's mouth falls open a little. "Really" Her puppy yelps as she realizes she just squeezed him to hard. "Oh sorry puppy. Poor puppy" Maia kisses it nose and sets it back down on the floor. "Wha-What was it like in there?" Maia had never spoken to anyone who has been in locker 327 before.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank's puppy scrambles off the table and jumps onto Maia's, starting to tussle and play-fight.

"The experience seems different for everyone, but the world I was dropped into was... abandoned, I would say. An entire swath of civilization was left empty of humanity, bequethed to the animals."

Hank's face grows still and introspective.

"It was very lonely."

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia looked sad for Hank. She reached out and patted his blue fur. "How did you get out?" Maia ignored the puppies to continue to pat Hanks fur.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank snaps out of his memories as he feels Maia's concern. He shrugs and spreads his hands.

"I'm not entirely sure. I had set up camp and was preparing to go to sleep when I suddenly tumbled out of the locker."

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia looked confused. "Oh wait does that mean somebody else was falling into it?"

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, but I doubt it as there haven't been any reports of anyone going missing at that time."

Hank reaches under the table and pulls his bookbag up onto the table, both puppies dangling from the straps they had bitten down on. After putting down the bookbag, Hank pries the puppies off it and promptly gets assaulted with face-licks by both of them. He sputters as he pushes them down, petting them the entire way.

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia laughs and grabs the puppies while Hank deals with his bag. "I need to get going I have wrestling practice. I am glad you back Hank and that your ok." She smiled warmly at him.

[identity profile] bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Hank smiles back at Maia.

"Enjoy practice!"

[identity profile] maias-notebook.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Maia grins "Oh I will, its mudwrestling today." Maia hurries from the studyhall so she will not be late getting changed.

[identity profile] wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
*Deciding to forgo the Sims and other various things he should be working on, Shep picks up a fuzzy black puppy and lays down on the floor with the puppy on his chest. He's mostly recovered from yesterday's 'general bad day', but he's still kinda quiet. He's not avoiding anyone, or ignoring anyone, but he's not seeking people out either. The puppy seems to be able to get him to smile, at least a little.*

[identity profile] 12parseckessel.livejournal.com 2005-11-04 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Still debating the merits of a ship's cat, wghen they already have a wookiee, Han picks up a little black kitten from the basket. He goes and sits down, and it climbs up to his shoulder. After a couple bats at the earring, it nestles down and purrs while he reads.

Every so often he pets it a little, sort of absently.

[identity profile] persian-eunuch.livejournal.com 2005-11-05 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
*comes in* *spots kitty being Han's neckwarmer*

*pets, cooing quietly at it*

[identity profile] 12parseckessel.livejournal.com 2005-11-05 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Cute little things." Han reaches up and pets it. "If you want one, we'll get one. You got any homework?"

[identity profile] 12parseckessel.livejournal.com 2005-11-05 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
"You want to go to the party in the park tonight? It's for Red."

[identity profile] 12parseckessel.livejournal.com 2005-11-05 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
What do you want me to bring? (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/293124.html)

[identity profile] soniabelmont.livejournal.com 2005-11-05 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
After the meeting with the Doctor, Sonia wanders into study hall. She looks restless and distracted, and picks up a small calico kitten, cuddling the thing as she finds a seat.

[identity profile] bridge-carson.livejournal.com 2005-11-05 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Bridge wanders in, his full attention focused on the chocolate cupcake he is eating.