Faculty Meeting (Friday after classes)

[bigdamnprincipal]

With the semester in full swing, Zoe thought there might be a need for the teachers and administration to talk to each other. Or maybe it was just Friday and Fridays deserved to be celebrated. Either way, a handwavy message had gone out to the staff to meet in the student council room for an informal faculty meeting. Zoe had set up coffee, cold drinks, donuts, and pastries; there was nothing alcoholic yet, but it was still early in the semester.

"Good afternoon," she said once it looked like everyone was there. "I wanted to give everyone a chance to get together now that we're past the introduction phase with the students. Feel free to take some food and talk to each other about whatever you need to." Whether they talked about students or things that actually interested them was up to them.

[Hey, look what RTM reminded me to do this week! Open to all staff and OCD free.]

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[atreideslioness]

Of course Ghanima was going to be there, since there were pastries. Her coffee was spiked as well, but with Spice rather than the 'traditional' alcohol. She was in minor withdrawal after transitioning from the air of Dune to the island - again - but nothing that a bracing coffee wouldn't not fix for now.

"Who let Reno and Karla teach?" she asked rhetorically, blue-on-blue eyes dancing with mischief. "I'm rather sure I failed both of them at least once."

No you didn't, Ghani, don't be mean.

[glacial_queen]

"You did not!" Karla protested, sticking her tongue out at Lady Ghanima. They were peers now, she could do that. "And I wasn't allowed, I was shanghai'd."

[atreideslioness]

"Tongue in, Karla. You're still a girl and not a frog," Ghanima replied dryly. "I swear, the children get younger every year."

SO TINY! Nevermind that Ghani had barely been twenty when she first arrived on Fandom's shores to teach.

[glacial_queen]

Karla was older than that now! Her twenty-second birthday had passed without much notice a few weeks back, subsumed by everything baby.

"Yes, ma'am," she said automatically. And then realizing she didn't have to listen, added a "Ribbit" under her breath.

There and ha!

[raspberryturk]

"Never failed me," Reno replied, laughing and shaking his head. "Hell, I'd say you did just fine as a teacher, yo."

Was he deliberately misinterpreting what she was saying, there?

Did chocobo say 'Wark?'

[atreideslioness]

"Extra swimming laps for deliberate misconstruing of my words, Reno. Perhaps I should have failed you, for your continued abuse of the English language," Ghanima teased.

Of course chocobos said 'wark.' And Reno would be difficult as surely as the sun rose.

[raspberryturk]

"Can't really go back and retroactively fail me now," Reno drawled, as cheeky as ever. "But I'll take those extra laps and I'll like 'em. What's it gonna hurt? It's just water."

And... sploosh.

"Fuckdammit!"

The sooner the island got this icewater thing out of its system, the sooner Reno could stop making plans to light the whole goddamn place on fire.

[atreideslioness]

Ghani couldn't help it, she pointed at Reno and laughed uproariously, to the point another person would be in tears.

"You deserved that, dearest one."

[raspberryturk]

"For what?" Reno sounded a touch incredulous, but he knew he probably deserved it for something or other.

As it stood, he was going to busy himself with peeling his jacket off, because... ugh. Wet jacket. Soggy Turk. Meetings sucked.

[never-dull.livejournal.com]

Hannibal chuckled and looked over to see who that was. And gave her a slightly longer, more curious, look at seeing her eyes. "Hello, I don't believe we've met. Doctor Hannibal Lecter; I'm teaching cooking. Would you care for some of the fruits of my labor?" He held out the box of pastries to her.

[atreideslioness]

"Lady Ghanima Atreides. Resident professor of esoteric studies, brain-breaking theology, and physical education," she replied cheerfully, nodding her head to him. "Charmed, Doctor Lecter. I would be delighted to try one of your creations."

She paused, blue-on-blue eyes flickering over the box as she selected one. "My goodness. Is this what you're teaching the students, or was this recipe a private project?"

[never-dull.livejournal.com]

"Private for the moment," Hannibal answered, "although I'm considering having next semester's class cover baking. Theology, esoterica, and physical education? Quite a variety," he said approvingly.

[atreideslioness]

"I had quite the unconventional education, at least by the standards of this time and planet," Ghanima said, smiling. "Duty demands that I share that knowledge, whenever possible."

She took a bite of her pastry, eyes flickering in surprise and delight. "My goodness," she said, once she had properly savored (and swallowed!) her bite. "You didn't mention you were an artist, Doctor."

[never-dull.livejournal.com]

Hannibal nodded his thanks, pleased. "In several media, but cooking is a particular passion. Are you from another time and planet, then...do you prefer Lady Atreides?"