Forensics (5th Period)

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Ms. Sidle is extremely happy this afternoon. And there is something shiny and sparkly on her left ring finger.

"There's a reason why people typically say thank god it's Friday. I want a short paragraph on what this unit has meant, in your own words. After that, you can go."

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[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"I sort of woke up with it this morning. I noticed it when Shep and - well, I noticed it this morning. And now, every time I taste anything, it's like I get this information about it, right down to chemical formulas sometimes, running around in my head."

From the right journal this time. *facepalm*

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

She takes out a small notebook and begins writing information down while Lana speaks.

"I will be honest, Lana--I have absolutely no experience in dealing with occurrences like this. Has anything unusual happened--well, unusual by Fandom standards?"

Re: From the right journal this time. *facepalm*

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"No. Nothing. Nothing at all." Lana bit her lip. "I thought at first it might be a mutation related to the meteor rocks form my hometown, but Phoebe says that there are other students who are having weird things happen. I *did* eat in the cafeteria yesterday, but usually those effects happen right away."

She hesitates again. "I do kind of wonder just how much I can do - you know? Just how much I can identify by tasting it and whether it's just kind of food things?"

[OOC: You can delete my previous comment! :) ]

Re: From the right journal this time. *facepalm*

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"I'm afraid I can't answer that question, Lana. Not without running various tests which, frankly, I'm not qualified to do. And sometimes the cafeteria's effects aren't immediately apparent." A slight, wry smile.

"I guess just see how it affects you this weekend and whether or not it stays permanent or goes away."

Re: From the right journal this time. *facepalm*

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana sighed, but nodded. "Well, thanks, Ms. Sidle. I figured it was worth a shot. I'll let you know if it's still around after the weekend."

She smiles at her, then goes over to Phoebe, shaking her head. "She doesn't know either."