ext_150768 ([identity profile] principalconnor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-11-17 10:01 am
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Study Hall -- Thursday, November 17th

Sarah has a bunch of electronic equipment spread out on the front desk, She could either be building something or taking it apart -- it could go either way.

Occasionally, she stops to throw a ball to send the puppies and kittens after it and make them stop crawling all over her looking for snuggles.
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[identity profile] principalconnor.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Not really the same idea." Sarah shrugs and changes the subject. "And yeah, just us." She looks across the desk and glares at him. "I hope you're not going to give me shit about shooting the turkey again."

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Only if you don't pick out all the buckshot again. That shit hurts. Nearly cracked a tooth. Is there a Fandom faculty dinner? I bet the Dean carves a mean bird."

"I can pick up the screwdrivers later. Got a spare pack in my room. Stupid Shop project."

His foot gets attacked by a small furry OMG SO CYOOOOTE! thing.

[identity profile] principalconnor.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine, then. I'll just use the Luger this time."

Sarah notices John trying not to react at whatever is attacking his foot, grimaces as she restrains a smile, and tosses a pet toy full of catnip at him.

[identity profile] apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com 2005-11-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Much cleaner. Turkey neck soup again?"


"So what's your plan with all this? Going to attack things with Teh Cyoot?" And yes, he says it thus.

"Gotta admit," he says, scritching a dog behind the ears while tossing the catnip toy at a gaggle of kittens, "it's working. I am rendered immobile."

He looks at his pant legs. "And full of fur."
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