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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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge bounces into Study Hall, the blue book from yesterday still in his possession. He picks a seat and starts reading intently and taking notes.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto wanders into Study Hall. After pausing to scratch one of the puppies behind the ears, she flops into a chair across from Bridge. "Hey."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey Callisto!" Bridge looks up from his book with a grin. "What's up?"

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Not much." Callisto shrugs, grinning back. "No more games of lightball with gremlins, at least."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John comes into study hall yawning and stretching slightly. But he's smiling...

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That was pretty cool. Weird, but cool." Bridge shakes his head in bemusement. "Did you know giraffes are one of the worlds Most Misunderstood Aminals Animals?" he asks.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

"Tell me about it, but fun." Callisto's brow furrows. "Giraffes?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Giraffes. They're, um, big, tall..." he gestures vaguely. "See, it says so right here..." he slides the book over to Callisto. "And I'm glad you had fun with the game."

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto leans over to look at the book. As she reads she bites her lip to keep from giggling. "This is an interesting book." She looks back up at Bridge. "We don't have anything like it back home, but something about throwing around balls of light... It was just very, very cool."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey, John!" Bridge waved enthusiastically.

[demonbelthazor]

His morning government class cancelled -- sad, no more ogling Padme -- Belthazor had plenty of time to kill before bio, so he came into study hall, took a seat, and started going over some notes which may or may not have been class-related.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Bridge!" John waves back. "You're up early!"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe entered Study Hall and saw that Cole was seriously engrossed in something. With a mischevious grin on her face, she creft up behind him and covered his eyes with her hands.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Couldn't sleep, dude." Bridge gestures to the book he's reading. "This is fascinating stuff."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge bounces a little in his seat, "At least someone else recognises the inherent coolness of the whole thing," he says, and laughs.

[demonbelthazor]

Instinct was to spin and fight, but Cole recognized Phoebe's touch and quelled the urge. "Am I supposed to guess who?" he asked playfully.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe came around and kissed him. "You'd be in so much trouble," she teased.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John looks over at the book Bridge's is so excited about.

"Did you stay up all night reading, dude?"

[demonbelthazor]

Cole pulled Phoebe into his lap for blantant PDA. "Only if I guessed wrong."

[can_be_more]

With some time to kill before classes ((*loves early SH*)), Aeryn takes a seat to get to a start on homework. She tired but happy.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe got comfortable and had no wishes to move at any time soon. She hugged him.

"This is true."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yep." Bridge nods seriously, "giraffes are from Neptune, apparently."

(ooc: was up alllll night working on phonology. which is exactly why bridge is not in the linguistics class. it drives me insane enough irl.)

[demonbelthazor]

Cole hugged her close. "Any day that starts with you in my arms is going to be a good one."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John throws a piece of paper at her and waves.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Neptune, huh?" John laughs. "Would make sense. Nothing can have that long of a neck and not be from a foreigh planet."