Biology

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*When the students enter the classroom, they are greeted by independent workstations that are stocked with a covered silver dish, scalpal, latex gloves, and lab reports.*

Greetings, everyone. If you are wearing something you don't want stained, please put on an autopsy smock. They're in the bin next to the last workstation.

Today, you will be examining the cerebral cortex of pigs. Make note of any anomalies you apparently perceive--there are manuals included with the stations--and write a report. When you are finished, you may leave.

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Hey Cally," Elizabeth smiles, after she signs in. She pulls out a hair tie from her pocket, and yanks her hair back into a pony-tail, before grabbing a smock and heading across.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Hey Liz... Can't I just say "Ew"? This is so why I work with machines. They don't get squelchy and nasty on you. And you don't usually have to... *shudders and stops talking*

[ooc: And I disappear to real class now, sorry!]

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*snickers* It's not too bad

*picks up the scapel*

[ooc: No worries. I'll most likely be around when you get back]