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[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

A sign on the door says: *Shop Class Cancelled. Go back to bed.*

The computer components that were HAL have been disconnected and placed in the corner.

Mac sits at his desk, a pair of crutches leaning on the wall and a cast on his leg. His mood is somewhere between grumpy and guilty.

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[nadiathesaint]

"I don't think you're that old," Nadia said automatically. Then she shrugged. "And that's just Pippi. She's the least fourteen fourteen year old ever." She gestured to the bits of computer in the corner. "What are you going to do with HAL?"

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"I'm keeping him deactivated until I'm sure he's not going to be a threat to anyone," Mac replied. "Even then I'm going to make sure there are some safeguards built in."

[nadiathesaint]

"Good idea." Nadia looked around the office. "Um, I don't suppose you saw a metal meat tenderizing mallet in the classroom, did you? I've kinda grown attached to that thing."

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac gives Nadia a slightly amused look and pulls out the mallet from his desk drawer. "Do I even want to know what you use this for?"

[OOC: OMG! MALLET MODDING!

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia let out a relieved breath as she accepted the mallet. "Smashing demons, mostly. Thanks!"

[ooc: so going home and making a "Mac modded my mallet!" icon]

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome, Nadia. You have a good day now."

[ooc: *gives points for alliteration*

[nadiathesaint]

"You too. And feel better."

[ooc: I was considering making it a "mighty meat mallet", but that got dirty mighty fast.]

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: I fear you]

[nadiathesaint]

[ooc: as well you should.]

[nadiathesaint]

[ooc: why yes, I probably do have too much time on my hands. Why do you ask?]

[nadiathesaint]

[ooc: alternately, since photobucket hates me lately, check it out here]