Study Hall -- Tuesday, November 15th

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The doors to the study hall have been propped open, and the puppies and kittens have taken to bounding up to newcomers and rubbing up against everybody's legs for petting and stealth cybernetic bioenhancement checks. The pool table isn't in the room, but there are decks of cards and chess boards on the front desk for any students done with their schoolwork for the day.

Sarah sits at the front desk playing a handheld electronic Battleship game. Needless to say, she's kicking ass.

Comments

[fh_jackass]

"Yep, incorrectly," Logan confirms. "The actual murderer was caught soon after. And I think you're seeing my point. An incompetent sheriff and little miss Nancy Drew are about to get Angelus lynched."

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Faith nodded. "I wonder how common knowledge this is. And if there's any way for it to become more so without me seeming like a lying bitch."

[fh_jackass]

Logan shrugged. "Don't know. Wouldn't mind a few more people knowing, myself."

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

"I think I'm going to have to get on that," Faith thought out loud.

"Alright," she said, standing up. "It's been wonderful talking with you, but I've got people to talk to, things to find- you know. If I hear anything interesting, I'll let you know."

[fh_jackass]

"Ditto," Logan says. "Keep me posted."