Science Club (After Class)

[lisacuddy.livejournal.com]

Hi everyone. Welcome to Science Club, I hope everyone had an okay week, all things considered.

This week our experiment is homemade infrared goggles. There are some warnings and other handouts next to all the materials, you might want to read them first.

Oh, and a quick disclaimer. You get busted doing something shady in the girls locker room with these, you are on your own. I don't know you.

That's it. If you have any questions, let me know.

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty ignores the insult.

"Actually Johnn-o, I'm here to make sure no one goes into the chemical supply closet and swipe anything they're not supposed to. Dean Bristow was very concerned about that so I told him I'd be keeping an eye on it. So why don't you go work on your little x-ray specs like the good little geek you are and I'll make sure no one causes any trouble."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"The Dean sent you to play guard dog, well isn't that precious. You know, if you give me a couple minutes I can run up to the dorms and see if some one has a snausage or two just for you," he says smiling widely and gesturing for the door.

"Although I suppose if you're really hungry I could get you a snickerdoodle. I'm sure somebody has some."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Gosh that's awfully nice of you John, but you never know what kind of stuff people put into those cookies. And I'd hate to take you away from your experiments. I know how well you'd probably get along with all those lab rats and assorted vermin."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"I'd look around for some one for you to pal around with but damn, I forgot John Hinkley, James Earl Ray and Lee Harvey Oswald's cell numbers. suppose we'll have to find some one else for you to playdate with," Jonathan tells him sarcastically.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"What you mean your friends Ted Bundy, Son of Sam and Charles Manson are available to hang out with?"

Marty snaps his fingers.

"Darn."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"My friends?" Jonathan asks, "I'd imagine you'd be much more familiar with that kind of person than I am."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Somehow I doubt that. Besides psychopaths kill for no reason. I killed for money. Not that I do that anymore."

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[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

Jonathan nods, "Yes I see how you would have the moral high ground over those other people. I mean, being a sociopath and killing for money, why that's far better than a crime of passion," he says as if the realization is just dawning on him, "I mean, claerly you are so much better of a person seeing as you didn't kill anyone for any great personal cause or belief, but rather, because people paid you.

Yes, I understand now."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Actually I'm a better person because I *don't* kill people now. Or for that matter drug people against their will while hiding behind a thin veneer of manners and intellect. Not that I'm implying anything."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"Why would you start implying things now Blank?" Jonathan asks looking straight into his eyes, "I mean, an implication usually means subtlety and the way you've run about campus, telling everyone about what an awful, awful little boy I am, going so far as to stalk me during my club time and hassle my friends I fail to see why you should try for subtlety now," he says, putting his things down and folding his hands in front of him.

"The way i see this Blank, is that for some reason you've decided to preside over my public crucifixion, despite a complete lack of evidence. So where as I fully appreciate you bumbling around like Inspector Clousseau and attempting to thwart my non existent evil plans, maybe it's time for you to act like a grown up and let it go.

Also? Attacking me because unlike some I posses the ability to be civil with those who wouldn't know civility if it joined them for tea is juvenile and I'm shocked you'd do it. Oh wait, no, I'm really not."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty rolls his eyes and the gives a little golf clap

"Nice Speech John-John. Save it for someone who buys your little act."

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"Mr. Blank, my name is Jonathan Crane, J-O-N-A-N-A-T-H-A-N C-R-A-N-E. I know how difficult rudimentary spelling must be for some one like you but really, let's try and at least pretend your capable of grasping the concept.

If you'll excuse me, suddenly this room has become unpleasant," he says getting up to leave.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty smiles. "Nice talking to you John. See ya' next club meeting."