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Study Hall, Friday 12-9

[CJ sits at the desk, scribbling in her tablet. She's daydreaming and utterly oblivious to all of the students and their chatter ~~because the mun is finalizing her 55 page rough of her thesis.~~

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Paige walks into study hall carrying a large bag from the Emporium, she sit's down and starts to write her sestina for poetry, to say it's not going well is an understatement, the desk is covered in paper full of crossings out within ten minutes.

((ooc-the time threads=brilliant idea!))

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Phoebe comes into Study Hall and takes a seat at her usual table. She pulls out her Celtic Lit book.

Belthazor walked into study hall. He settled next to Phoebe. "Feeling any better, sweetheart?" he said.

Phoebe smiled slightly. "I'm doing better, love," she reached over to kiss his cheek.

As she touched his cheek, Phoebe felt that familiar rushing sensation...

...Cole, his head bowed, chanting something she couldn't make out.

A woman running...Tara.

Angel chasing after her.

No, not Angel...Angelus.

Tara screaming as he catches her.

The images that follow make Phoebe nauseous. Torture. Terror. Pain. All the things that Angelus would do to Tara to make her pay for resouling him. So much suffering, so much blood. It was overwhelming to her empathic senses...

Phoebe felt herself flinging herself back in her chair. She stood up, knocking the chair over in her haste. She shook her head mutely, and forgetting about her bag and her book, Phoebe turned and ran from study hall, fighting nausea.

"Phoebe!" Cole called. He hurried after her.

[CJ, ~~having submitted her thesis to her chair~~, looks up and watches them both leave. She shrugs and goes back to writing.]

[[May you be met with adulation and success.]]

Rogue walks into study hall, a book in her hand and a box of candy under her arm. She looks around, sees no one else, and sits near the front. "Um, professor, would you like some divinity?" She offers the box as she takes a bite of one herself.

Sure, thanks! [She flips her tablet over, blushing a little before picking out a very large piece.] Just you and me for now. How's everything going?

Rogue chews and swallows happily. "Really well, actually. I've got plans for Christmas now."

Oh that's great! I think I'll be more excited for Christmas once school is done. [She takes a bite also, enjoying the sticky melting confection.] So I'm guessing you won't be around for Christmas Eve Mass?

Rogue shakes her head, and opens her mouth to speak. Before she says anything however, she slowly floats a couple inches abover her chair. "Oh!" she yelps, pushing away from the table. She stands, and is still floating. "What in the...?"

[[And the floating candy strikes!]]

[She feels lighter, airy...and then she rises up out of the chair. Here eyes wide with surprise, she stretches her legs out to try totouch the floor.] Oh...my. What in the world?

Rogue takes a tentative step. She still doesn't touch the floor. "Okay, seriously, this is weird." She tries to jump, and floats higher for a split second. "This is actually...kind of cool."

[She pushes off her desk and floats back, grinning.] It really is. I'm going to guess it was the candy? Not some other school-related strangeness?

"Unless it's some sort of joint hallucenation, it was definitely candy." She nods, and bounces slightly.

This is...weird. [She looks around in wonder.] It's so cool! I feel like a bubble!

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