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301--3rd period

You are redirected to CJ's officeS to move the furniture out into the hallway. Today we're learning cause and effect as relates to reciprocity. Last Friday no one came to class to do something as simple as wtch a movie. This week?

Hard Labor.

Once the furniture is out, the wall is coming down. Prepare to get dirty.

CJ's done just what Gil said and has come today in a pair of ratty old jeans and a particularly ugly Syracuse t-shirt.

And yeah...somehow she came up with a sledgehammer of her own.

[[This is in lieu of a speech class, and open to anyone with a sledgehammery type thing that wants to help destroy part of the school. CJ's office is in the humanities wing. Come on down.]]

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Maia signed in and move a chair and a filing cabinet into the hallway.

Shep signed in and started wiggling the desk towards the door.

She picked up the other end and helped him carry it.

"Thanks Shep."

He nodded as they stashed the desk in the hall. "You realize your office will now be bigger than your house, right?"

Boone signs in and grabs a rather large, ungainly potted plant. It's not at all heavy, just awkward.

Tear down this wall.

[talk amongst yourselves]

Shep grabs the sledgehammer and pounds on the wall.

Until he's chunked a smiley face out of the plaster.

Pippi is exploring when she hears a fun sounding ruckus.

She pokes her head in the room.

"It's a masterpiece!" She says in reference to the smile face in the wall.

"... Are you supposed to be doing that?"

[[ooc: got invited by CJ, would you like some help?

Walter couldn't resist the sounds of breaking. Who could? "Why is there room demolition happening here?"

Shep grins at him. "Because if we did it in the office, Zordon would kick our asses?"

"Wouldn't he need feet for that?"

Walter grinned and looked at the hole in the wall. "Do you think a bit of spaghetti would bother anyone? We have to clean up after anyway, right?"

"You want to be the one to find out the hard way?"

Shep wrinkles his eyebrows at Walter. "Spaghetti?" He was sure there was a joke there but he didn't get it.

"You may as well go nuts with the spaghetti Walter, before it goes away."

"Well step back, then, it does muck up my control."

Walter was feeling antsy after a week without using his wires. And if they can do this (http://pics.livejournal.com/walter_n_wires/pic/000fgrty), helping take down a wall shouldn't be too hard.

"I can not wait until they get Logan's stupidity reversed."

Shep handed over the sledgehammer. "Here... I think it needs a woman's touch."

Pippi takes the sledgehammer and looks at it for a moment.

She regards the smiley face.

"Woman's touch? Hmmm... Still needs something."

She puts her fist through the wall, making a nose. ((Assuming this was a traditional smiley face with no nose.)) Then she looks down at the sledge.

"What's this for?"

"Uh..." Shep stares at the splintered plaster. "Us wussy boys, I guess."

"I don't know." said Pippi turning the sledge in her hands.

"I'm pretty sure nobody'd call ya 'wussy' if you always had one of these with ya."

Shep shook his head slowly. "I don't know. I'm pretty sure I'd be meeting the new docs in town if I put my hand through a solid plaster wall."

He's surrepticiously checking her hand for cuts or bruises or other signs that she didn't just do that bare-handed.

Pippi hands the sledgehammer back to Shep. ((Nope, no cuts or scrapes))

"You'd better take this back then." She said with a friendly smile.

She then punches a second happy face next to Shep's.

"There, now he's got a friend."

Shep uses the handle end of the sledgehammer on the lower part of the wall. When he's done there's an oval with four legs and a circle with something like a triangle on top of it. "Now they have a dog."

Pippi is delighted.

"Puppy! What's its name?"

It's too bad Pippi wouldn't get the reference. "Kavanagh. Watch out, he might bite."

"He might? ... Bad puppy!" she kneels down and scrapes at the plaster with her fingers.

When she's done, it looks rather like there's one of those terribly undignified funnel collars on the dog.

[[ooc: Pippi doesn't get it, but I do. :)

Walter watched in amusement mixed with a bit of irritation. He wanted to help out with the sledgehammer part, but that was not going to happen.

He totally didn't get the dog thing.

Shep makes a face at the funnel collar. "Okay, so now he can't bite *himself*..." He wanted to take the sledgehammer to Kavanagh's head.

Not the dog. His namesake.

Pippi motioned to Shep's sledge.

"Obviously, he's rabid. I think it's time to put him down."

"Poooooor Kavanagh," Shep drawled as he swung the sledge hammer back. And neatly nailed him in his little plaster head. He then proceeded to go to town until there wasn't a trace of him left. Or that corner of the wall.

Pippi wonders if a dog named Kavanagh killed Shep's puppy as a child or something.

She shrugs and kicks a large hole in the wall near Shep's corner with a couple of kicks.

Walter flicked out a handful of wires to clean up a few pieces of wall that remained after Pippi and Shep came through. More spaghetti flew from his fingertips at the same time, but he cleared up the excess plaster at the same time.

Lana wanders down - after stopping by Forensics and seeing that her class was cancelled.

"Hey," she says to Shep. "Good news - no great news! This whole tasting nonsense? Parker says they should be able to reverse the spell that caused it by around lunchtime. I'll be able to eat again without issues and, well... *other things*," she says, blushing a little.

"Hey that's great! I know you've been pretty wigged about all that." He kisses her on the forehead because a.) in C.J.'s office and b.) spell hasn't been broken *yet*.

She gives a happy sigh and leans into him for a moment. "It's going to be so nice. We should have a nice dinner and then, well..." she grins up at him. "And please tell me you're not disappearing over Spring Break to parts unknown?"

He shrugged at that last part. "I don't know. I didn't realize break was coming up on us so suddenly. Is that next week?" He can't believe he can't keep track of when he doesn't have to drag his ass out of bed for classes.

She nods. "Yeah, my last class got cancelled, so I guess technically it's already started for me. Things have been so crazy busy we never really talked about it. I haven't made any real plans. I may go home for a day or so and Student Council is arranging a day trip that sounds fun, but I kind of wanted to wait and see what you were doing."

"Well than this," he gestured to the demolition is *my* last class. And I have no idea what I'm doing." He's kind of embarassed to be caught so flat footed. But sleeping for a few days is starting to sound more and more like a plan.

She smiles at him. "Well, I know I must sound totally sappy, but I'd be happy just to hang out here or wherever with you. Sleep in late, fritter the days away..."

Shep rolled his eyes theatrically at her sappiness. "Girls! Can't live with 'em..." He smiled at her. "But seriously, sap aside, if you want to go home, go. Don't change plans on account of me." He didn't want to get into how he'd give anything to have a home here on good old Terra Firma to go to, so he sure as hell didn't want to be the cause of someone not going to theirs. "I'll ... apparently ... be here when you get back."

She laughs. "I didn't make any plans. And if I do go "home" it would only be for a day or two and - I warn you now - I'd probably try to drag you along with me. Hot tub and pool?" she reminded him.

"Anyway... it's not really my home any more. And, well, something happened that makes me not so crazy about spending a lot of time there right at the moment. Something I should have talked to you about before, but, well... I thought it was going to work out differently and it would be a fun thing to share with you. Now..."

She looks unhappy for a moment, then clearly puts it away. "Well, I'll talk to you about it when there aren't so many people around and hopefully you'll forgive me for not sharing it with you before."

Meat on a stick for Gil...and Chinese food that doesn't suck.

Grissom smiles. It's way more fun to tear down a wall when there isn't a dead body to be found, and when there's meat on sticks to eat.

"Hey Gil. Like the workforce I got? If they make enough noise, we might get a few more."

It's just what it sounds like.

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