http://brambless.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] brambless.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-12-09 05:15 pm
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Tara's nose is red, her voice harsh and scratchy. She's still not recovered from her virus, but she's in class by 8am.

"First of all, I need to apologise to you all for last week. I misjudged things badly, and I hurt people. You have no reason to forgive me for that, and I'm not asking you to. I simply want you to know that I am truly sorry.

"A few people suggested last week that I have no business being an ethics teacher. It's given me a lot to think about. In the end, it doesn't matter whether you're right - what matters is that you believe you are. I will not be teaching again next semester."

She drops her eyes, suppressing a chesty cough.

"Discussion topics today are your own choice. Raise an ethical issue, give us your opinion on it, and then engage in someone else's discussion. You're debating with each other today, not with me."

Quietly she sits down at her desk, taking out her notebook to observe the discussion, but resolving not to enter into it.
demonbelthazor: (Looking down)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-12-10 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"You probably endangered the lives of both Phoebe and Piper, but I'm going to gloss over that since I'm supposed to be controlling my temper for the week and because it was more their own damn faults anyway. You wanted to interview me at one point for that series, didn't you?"

[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com 2005-12-10 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
Dude, I report whatever I'm told on the record.

She gave him a curious look. "Yeah, I did."

[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com 2005-12-10 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
She blinked. "What are you trying to pull?"
demonbelthazor: (Default)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-12-10 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugged. "I don't know. Just trying to be helpful." Say no and I'm gone."

[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com 2005-12-10 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Veronica was sorely tempted to do just that. But the journalistic voice in the back of her brain wanted the story.

"Why should I trust you?"
demonbelthazor: (Juvenile delinquent)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-12-10 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Because if I make a move on you, your twin would-be pitbulls are going to jump me?" he said. "I've got little need for Angel pretending he's witty and Echolls nipping at my ankle."

[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com 2005-12-10 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
Veronica's eyes narrowed. "What makes you think Logan would do anything to you?"
demonbelthazor: (Hands)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-12-10 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, him threatening to shoot me was a pretty good indication that he just might try something," Bel said.
demonbelthazor: (Default)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-12-10 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Almost thought he was going to whip it out right there and pump a few rounds into me," Bel went on. "Fortunately Angel saved him from making that mistake. Kinda ironic when you consider Angelus took him on field trip to work those aggressive tendencies of his out on his father."

[identity profile] marsheadtilt.livejournal.com 2005-12-10 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Veronica closed her eyes. She'd suspected that Logan had been the one who beat his dad after his warning about Bel's methods of transportation.

She opened her eyes and looked at Bel. If he was paying any attention, he would notice the mixture of sadness, fear and anger in her expression.

"I'll call you to set up the interview," she said. I have to go take care of something. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/veronicamars1/16449.html)

She turned and stormed out.
demonbelthazor: (Am so innocent -- really)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-12-10 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Bel watched her go.

He may have grinned. Just a little.