Study Hall, 11/08

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream steps around the blue-eyed boy who is agitatedly trying to claw the doors open to unlock study hall and declare it open.

He brings no animals today.

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus takes his usual seat by the window, basking in the light of the sun as it streams through the necrotempered glass.

Today he seems relaxed and content with the world. He's also reading Yeats.

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan who was SO not waiting outside enters Study Hall still in the digustingly good mood he was in this morning. He spots Angelus and decides to sit with him. Breaking custom, he doesn't ask first.

"Welcome home Angelus," he says, taking a seat across from him.

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Arriving early, a huge stack of books in her arms, Wednesday settles down to catch up on the classwork that she missed last week.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Thank you kindly, Johnny," Angelus said, turning a page of his book. "How were things while I was gone? Anything interesting happen?"

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"I'm assuming you haven't read this week's issue of The Tentacle and aren't just asking this in order to test my answer?" Jonathan asks smiling at Angelus.

"I had a bit of bad press this week in the Tentacle, but I'm really not all that worried."

[miss-thomasina.livejournal.com]

Thomasina appears somewhat later, carrying her maths and geology texts, as well as the essential trio of exercise book, ink-bottle and pen. She approaches the Wednesday sits, working, and, after a moment of observing her friend, asks, quietly, Would you mind company whilst you work, Wednesday? It seems an age since we've even been able to sit together, companionably.

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

Duce strolls into Study Hall, an uncommon bounce to her step. Flouncing into a chair, she withdraws her sketch pad from her knapsack an begins to draw idly. There's a noise.. she's humming to herself under her breath. The snakes have chosen to join in; strange, soft purring noises emanating from tiny reptilian nasal arches. They writhe about gleefully, scales rasping gently as they slide over one another.

The sketching becomes a series of bunnies. A pointy-eared bunny in a hockey mask, holding what appears to be a carrot-stick machete. A floppy eared bunny with a bad case of mange and five pointy carrot sticks in a glove on one hand. A bunny with ears tied back, wearing the mottled fur of other bunnies on it's face. Another lop bunny wearing a pale, bland bunny mask. The bunnies are all cartoonish, characatures of popular horror movie badguys.

(ooc: idea for drawing totally ripped off from rustingvision

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

Wednesday nodded to her. "Company would be pleasant. I missed every class last week due to illness and I am merely catching up."

[miss-thomasina.livejournal.com]

Thomasina sets her stack of books and supplies on the table and slides out an empty chair, then, taking less care with her skirts than usual, settles into it. As she slides her maths text out of the pile, she studies Wednesday and notes, You look much recovered. Did you take a chill at your party, then?

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron takes a seat and starts reading up for Criminal Justice. At least tries to, it's clear that his thoughts are somewhere else.

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Possibly." Wednesday gave her a thoughtful look. "I did spend some time by the reflecting pool. How are you?"

[miss-thomasina.livejournal.com]

How am I? Quite well, really. We've been given the assignment of developing group projects in both Geology and Maths. Geology is progessing as it should, but the Maths one has been stalled a bit. Thomasina sighs, quietly. It was a small group of students to begin with, but it keeps getting even smaller. First Archie stopped coming to lessons and then Kitty . . . She trails off, perhaps wondering whether someone else will disappear soon.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders comes in, his shirt collar wrinkled and crooked from where he's tried to pull it up over the hickeys, and sits down near Cameron. "Hey Mitchell. Where's your brain at?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Criminal Justice," Cameron says and waves the book at Anders.

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

Cameron and Anders have unknowingly taken seats at the table where the Swedish Chef has been sleeping all night. The Chef, thinking Anders was Das Schnitzel grabs his leg to scare him.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders jumps out of his seat and yells. "What the frak?!?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Ah yes, the porn," Angelus grinned. "Shame you can't make any money off of that."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders rolls his eyes. "That's not what your face says. What's got you so preoccupied?"

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan just smiles at that, "Unfortunately, but I fail to see why everyone's making a big deal out of it. People huh?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Just... future stuff, you know?" Cameron shrugs, he doesn't suppose 'classified' would sound very believable.

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

The Chef crawls out from underneath the table laughing hysterically.

"Oh yuoo fuoond me-a! Guud jub Unders, I deed nut theenk anyune ves gueeng tu feend me in thet breelliunt heeding spece-a. Yuoo ere-a indeed a heede und seek mester! Bork Bork Bork!"

The Chef goes to give Anders two muppet-y kisses on each of his cheeks.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I think it's love, man." Cameron snickers.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Can't says I've ever understood them," Angelus agreed. "Though that may have something to do with how I'm not a person."

[addams-daughter.livejournal.com]

"Archie... he's the one that reappeared suddenly, isn't he?" Wednesday frowned slightly. "I am certain that I'd heard that...."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Frak you, dude," Anders replies, but only halfheartedly because he's too busy trying to figure out what just happened.