Geology -- First Lab

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*When the students enter the room, they will see paired stations complete with mineral samples and guidebooks.*

*The assignment for the day is relatively simple: identify each sample by either size, shape, color, or other characteristic.*

*The punishment for taking any of the samples--and yes, she is watching like a hawk--is organizing her physics notes. Trust me--you don't want to do that.*

Pair up--do the lab. Be sure to sign the roll sheet.

[ooc: Respond with--attempted and passed; attempted and excelled; attempted and failed.]

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[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

...

*is doing his very best fish impersonation*

...

COLONEL?!

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?!

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

::looks up from the lab stuff, and from head-on appears very much like a teenager::

"What? Are you yelling at me, shorty? I'm kind of busy taking notes."

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A MICROSCOPIC MIDGET THAT YOU NEED A MAGNIFYING GLASS TO SEE?!?!

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

BOYS! *congratulations, you have a pissed off Sidle*

Settle this down now or both of you get detention!

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy hurredly looks back at the project, appearing instantly studious and attentive. He mutters out the corner of his mouth at Edward as the teacher turns away, "...Midget."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Another word out of you and you get two detentions. *Needless to say, Ms. Sidle is Not Amused.*

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

I don't know who the HELL you are, or why the hell you look like my Colonel, but NO ONE calls me a midget and gets AWAY WITH IT!

Oh, it's on, now...

*sulks back to his desk and GLARES*

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

The same goes for you as well, Edward.

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy gives him a dismissive glance, but instead of writing notes (as it looks like he is from Ed's view), he's actually started drawing an alchemy array. He brings his arm up to circle the piece of paper and muffle the flash of light that briefly trails through a line in the linolium toward Ed's desk.

((OOC: can you muffle light? ah well!))

Ed no sooner sits down that his chair sinks into the floor up to the seat.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*Alas for Roy--there are cameras all over the various classrooms. If she was Not Amused before, now she is Severely Pissed Off(tm).*

Roy, you have detention this weekend. Pull another stunt like that, it'll be the rest of the year. Now get out!

*Yes, she has her gun out.*

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

OH THAT'S IT!

*tries to get up but his legs are now stuck in the ground*

*claps hands and sends a shock back through the ground that somehow manages to only throw Roy's chair over backwards*

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Detention as well, Edward. *pulls him out of the floor*

Both of you get out of my sight before you're added to the firing range.

[12parseckessel.livejournal.com]

::wants to stay out of the firing range::
Sorry for the disturbance, Miss. I'll see if I can keep him better occupied next lab.

::turns charm up to 3/4 power::

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy stands, gingerly touching his lower back. "Fuck," he mutters, "Second time (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/50205.html) today..." He glares back at Edward.

Ms Sidle's gun clicks ominously, and he notices it. He looks back and forth between the two, smirks and Edward, and inclines his head toward Ms Sidle as he picks up his book bag.

"I'll be off then. See you next class, professor."

He walks out the door, waving "See you later Han!"

He peeks his head back in to say, "And you too, squirt!"

[alchemic-bean.livejournal.com]

*grabs his books and gives chase, out the door*

I'M NOT DONE WITH YOU, YOU BASTARD!

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

But Roy is already gone around the corner when Ed rushes out.

He takes a few random turns, hoping to lose him in the hallways. Fuck, the little pest got him kicked out of his first class! And that plus being late probably didn't leave his new lab partner with the best impression...

"What's up his ass, anyway?" Roy asks of no one in particular. "I'm not a colonel..." then says under his breath, "Not yet anyway. Give me four years and I will be."



((In the interest of preserving peace in the geology thread, let's say Roy lost him and pick this up later somewhere else. After all, they're probably in a lot of the same classes, and Roy now knows your roommate.))

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy's eyebrows raise. "I wasn't calling anyone that, but if you insist, sure. Dear micrscopic midget even a magnifying glass couldn't see: scram. Go away. And don't knock anything important over on your trip."