Study Hall (12/07/2005)

[romanywitch]

Jenny opens up Study Hall today, and brings in bagels and several different kinds of cream cheese for the students. She sets her laptop up in the front of the room and starts working on a program.

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[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"What?" Lana's eyes go wide and she turns beet red. "I don't... I mean... what... you two never..."

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Musta been some GOOOD drugs, Shep darlin'."

[02maxwell.livejournal.com]

Duo grins and practically hops over.

"Thanks, man!" He says. "I think I need some sort of player for it or something!" He presents the box in question.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Yep. Just verbally, which is simply aural sex. Damn you're cute when you get to blushing."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Here, we can stick in my computer for now. I think most of the dorm common rooms have one... the idea's the same.

DVD stands for Digital Video Disk. It's a recording of an audio-video program. Most pretty user friendly. Stick it in, let it load, hit play.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"How do I always end up in over my head with the two of you?!"

Lana hides her face again.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

I think you're on the good drugs. And who the hell are you? You sound like my speech prof with that 'darlin' crap.

*Shep is good and confused now and getting just the slightest bit edgy about this girl who clearly knows both him and Lana whom he has never met.*

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Practice, darlin, long practice. Wouldn't mind ending up in over my head with you." The eyebrow trick again.

[02maxwell.livejournal.com]

Duo considers this. "Huh. So it is like a vidchip! Only bigger. Neat! I sure love old Earth technology!" He pops it into the computer. "'A Christmas Story.'" He reads off the box. "You know what this is about? Something about an evil pink thing?"

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Nah, I ain't CJ. I probably should talk to her at some point soon."

She leans in and brushes a ghost of a kiss over him. "Bring back any memories? Of course, to do it right, you have to dodge out of the way and right into it."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

"Yes you should... hopefully to set up some grammar lessons."

Shep jumps back as this girl kisses him before even introducing herself. "Now look, dear, I may have a reputation for being friendly and all... but where I'm from, most girls at least tell you their name before jumping you."

He squints at the girl, the vaguest sense of a memory coming to him, but he can't quite place it.

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana can't help but laugh at the look on Shep's face.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

"Um... sure. Assuming a vidchip is what it sounds like. Old Earth, huh?" Shep raises an eyebrow, but isn't sure he really wants to get into it with the kid. Conversations like that around here never ended well for him.

"Evil pink thing?" Shep grabs the box to see if it's the movie he thinks it is. "This is a fabulously funny movie. It's about a kid who wants a gun. Only everyone thinks he'll shoot his eye out. And then he swears. In REALLY slow motion. So he has to eat soap. And then he gets his tongue stuck to a cold poll... so in other words, it's all about how this kid's holiday really sucks. But it's damn entertaining."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana can't even respond to this she's so flustered. But she's still smiling at least.

[romanywitch]

"Oh, you know, I'm still hammering out the final curriculum for the classes," said Jenny. "They'll probably go in right at the deadline. Got any suggestions? I'm open to student input."

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

In the primmest, most polished form imaginable, she says, "Very well, Mr. Shepphard, if my downport accent offends you, perhaps I should remove it. And since the lovely Miss Lang and I seem to be offending you as well, perhaps I should remove us from the situation as well. I was unaware a level one closed-lipped brush was considered "jumping" someone. But in the interests of preserving your reputation..." she stands up.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Now thorougly confused, Shep just watches her rise. All he can think to say is, "Lana's not offending me. And I don't think you're offending me as much as confusing the everloving crap out of me. I'm starting to get the weirdest feeling that I should know you, but I know I don't. And yet you act like I should. But again with the 'don'ting.'"

[02maxwell.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, its a chip with info and stuff on it that you access through a computer. That sure is what it sounds like, huh?" He grins. "Yeah, I'm talkin' about all this 20th century stuff--old Earth history and the like. I figured it out once that it was somethin' like 240 years before me."

Duo listens to the description and starts laughing. "Guns and slow-motion swearing and tongues stuck to poles, huh?" He keeps laughing. "That does sound interestin'! A little weird, but interestin'! I dunno where all these ideas for films came from, though, especially old American films, but I'm not complainin'!" He grins.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

Unable to take more, she bursts out laughing. "You don't listen to the radio, huh, pal?"

She flops down on the chair beside him, the position all Han's usual sprawl, looking very odd an a girl her size. "I'm Han. I kinda woke up all girly Saturday."

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

"...I don't always get the chan-

You're WHO?"

Shep leans back and studies the person across from him. The facial structure and the eyes do seem remarkably Han-like.

"Dude... that has to suck. Tell me the cracked out candy from town isn't responsible for this one too."

He makes the very deliberate choice not to mention that Han has now kissed him twice... because he's not quite sure where he stands on that particular issue.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

I blame some rotten pheasant. Some of them can't be explained as anything other than food-poisoning-induced crack dreams.

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Now that the cat's out of the bag... or dress as the case may be, Shep tosses his pen at Lana's head.

"You knew but you weren't gonna say anything. You were just gonna let me sweat while you kicked back and watched, huh?"

His tone is accusitory, but he's smiling.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

"Nah, didn't get into any candy. Went to bed all boy. Got up, all girl. Must be something in the water."

Han shrugs. "Doesn't suck too bad. At least, not when you've got a boyfriend who knows what he's doing. Just very weird and kinda annoying being all short."

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander shows up carrying a mini-aquarium.



With a purple frog in it. And a Post-it note on the side, right next to a firmly-attached¹ sprig of mistletoe.

He sits down at a desk near the door, pops the top of the tank open, makes sure the Post-it sign is conspicuously displayed... and pulls out a graphic novel book, settling in to watch out of the corner of his eye to make sure his frog doesn't escape or get captured by gremlins read.

It might look like he's ditching Journalism Class, but he's not.

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¹With a Spongebob band-aid

[wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com]

Okay, note to self... stick to the milk.

And I would have assumed your boyfriend knew what he was doing before your reproductive organs moved inside for the winter. You always seemed happy enough with him.

I gotta ask... are the... are your... *waves hands at Han's chest vaguely* Are they as much fun from the inside as they are from the out?