http://jerusalem-s.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-11-10 07:21 am

Journalism Class - Thursday November 10

Spider has blueprints of this hallway of the school across his desk and is absently scribbling on them as class assembles. The cat has made herself comfortable beneath one edge and is purring quietly.

The viewscreen behind him has a message scrawled across it.

Today is a good day to work on your homework. Some of you are having technical difficulties with the site and if that is the case, I can forward you the e-mail talking about the day's issue and you can tell me what looks interesting and I will provide the article for you here.

I will be available all class period for any questions.

If possible, I would like to talk to our photojournalism student after class.




((OOC: I'm alone in my office today and may not have much time to be on-line. I will do my best to answer any questions in a timely fashion, however.))
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-10 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander, having traded some of that weird extra-credit stuff for the Journalism homework, signs in and checks to make sure he has everything he needed to bring along for today's music class homework.

The frog in the plastic terrarium on the desk in front of him being the obvious 'yes' there.

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"...That's a frog," Jake comments, pausing on his way to the coffee maker. "Why is there a frog?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-10 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Because the mommy frog and the daddy frog loved each other very very much," Xander replies, "And so they...uh. Did whatever it is that frogs do - I think it involves slimy eggs. But, you know, loving slime. And then there were baby frogs."

He puts both hands around the terrarium, as if covering the frog's nonexistent ears. "At least that's what I'm telling him, if he asks."

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Jake stared at him. "...I haven't had coffee yet. Was that a jokey answer thing or is there a class on Frog somewhere in this school? Also, if you're really attached to ...him, you should really keep it out of the cat's range."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-10 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"He's for a scavenger hunt in Music class," Xander says, grinning. "So that was a jokey answer and there is a class on Frog somewhere in this school. He's a floor wax and a dessert topping." He pulls the tank -- which is tightly snapped shut, but better safe than sorry -- protectively toward him. "Not literally, furball, so don't go getting any ideas," he adds, nodding towards the cat.

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 05:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Jake got a strange expression on his face, mentally picturing chocolate cake รก la frog. "Ahh. You're in music class? What do you play?"
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-10 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Xander looks sheepish. "Uh. Air guitar? I'm not in the band class, just the music appreciation one."

[identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com 2005-11-10 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure you play air guitar really well," Jake assured him, grinning. "Your teacher seems pretty cool. Not that I've ever actually met him. Just, you know, school rumours."
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[personal profile] soldtoarmenians 2005-11-10 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"So far," Xander agrees. "Kinda hoping he's not gonna make us actually turn in the frogs, though. I'd miss the littl guy."