Study Hall -- Tuesday, September 13th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Tuesday's study hall. Please try not to blow anything up.

A few announcements:

-- It's been requested that trulydeath please post office hours so that the students may know when to visit.

-- Yesterday's Junior Achievers meeting was apparently a rousing success. (OOC: As evidenced by the three hundred emails in my account when I got off work yesterday. HEE! I love email. :)) Junior Achievers should understand that I will not tolerate more than one attempt a week to take over any and all worlds, planets and dimensions without the proper permission slips.

-- Please be informed that there was a sighting of a student being shoved into locker 327. If someone could retrieve her from whichever world she landed in, it would be appreciated. If not ... well, hell, I'm sure she'll wander back eventually. Hopefully, with all of the limbs she left with.

-- The cafeteria staff would like to warn the student body that they wouldn't recommend the sweet potatoes (because they could cause you to spend the rest of the day spontaneously bursting into Billy Joel lyrics at the top of your lungs), the macaroni and cheese (because it could either cause all of your hair to fall out or grow exponentially, depending on the dosage), or the cheeseburgers (because they taste awful and are made with neither cheese nor burger).

-- There may be a small gremlin infestation in the study hall bookshelves. That's your warning.

Comments

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac puts a large bottle of cold water next to Rogue.

*Hoarse voice*

"It'll help with the dehydration."

*Winces at sound of gunshot from oatmanspatient*

"Shel says hello."

Mac goes to a (hopefully quiet corner) and starts work on his biology.

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

Rogue glares at Mac, but takes the water. "Thanks. That shit was awful...worst hangover I've had." She smiles a little, "He does?"

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

*Blinks a couple of times. Winces at the strain*

"I think so. Either he was slurring his words or my hearing was slurred."

*Winces at sound of oatmanspatient's gunshot.*

"Sorry about that stuff. I'll be testing it later in the lab to see if it's going to be an alternative to rocket fuel."

[marieann-d.livejournal.com]

"Well, considerin' the fact that we were all pretty wasted, both seem possible." She closes her eyes to block some of the light, and mutters, "Rocket fuel is probably the best use for it. I don't think it's fit for human consumption."