Study Hall -- Tuesday, November 15th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

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.

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[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

"He told you about me?" Jonathan asks, a bit shocked especially considering the whole town was currently baying for the blood of one sociopath already. he put that aside however, because Mr. Crowley wouldn't put him in jeopardy, or at least he hoped not, "That's kind of him, arranging a playdate for me. I guess we'll definately have to meet up then, if we have so much in common."

[medusae-x.livejournal.com]

"He mentioned he'd met someone from the school who shared our love of books," she agrees, "Imagine his surprise when he found out we already knew you, and imagine our surprise at finding out you shared one of our particular passions. Quite refreshing, really."

She adds nonchalantly, "He seems to care about you quite a great deal. It rather distressed him to hear you'd been bullied." Her hand raises to push an errant snake off her face before returning her attention to him, "And about that.. please do let us know if anyone gives you shit about being defended by a girl. We're given to understand that some people consider it.. unmacho. If the topic comes up, you will send them to have a chat with us, won't you? We'll be quite happy to explain to them in graphic, technicolor detail that we're a gorgon, not a girl."