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Sue sticks her head of her office and bellows down the corridor

ANYONE WANTING SUPPLIES BETTER LET ME KNOW WHAT THEY WANT

She pulls her head back into her office, and checking the door to the supplies storeroom is secure, she takes a moment to shimy around the pole in the corner of her office.

OOC I'm off to bed now, but I wanted somewhere for Students and Teachers to start requesting supplies. Post a comment and I will get back to you tomorrow

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*leans on the doorframe*

Gracious madam, a moment of your time?

For you darling, as long as you want.

*Expansively gestures towards chair on the otherside of the desk, almost overbalancing in the process*

*sits down daintily*

Let's see now. A calculator, some pencils, and... I believe I will be needing several notebooks. *thinks for a moment* ...please?

Is there a copy machine in the library or the supply room that could be used for printing the school paper?

Well that's really two questions isn't it?

Is there copy machine somewhere on the premises? And is it capable of printing the school paper?

Two very interesting questions.

*Leans back in chair and puts her feet up on the desk. Smiles very insincerely at you*

Bigger desks...because, you know...

Look, I'm fat okay. Gimme a break!

Hold your horses Hercules. Are you impugning our school furniture? Because our furniture is built to the highest standards, and will accommodate even the most gargantuan of students.

But if you insist Fatty, I can order you in something special. It will be in later onto today.

*Gets up and has another quick shimmy around the pole*

Oh, are you still here?

(OOC Sorry, she really is like this. Social rules happen to other people.)

But if you insist Fatty, I can order you in something special. It will be in later onto today.

Thanks...I think. Did ya really have to call me fatty? Least be creative with the insults, dude.

(OOC Sorry, she really is like this. Social rules happen to other people.)

I will require paper.

Black? Or normal?

Just say the word sweetheart.

Pens. Pencils. Paperclips. Magnets. Hammers. Crowbars, three.

rat traps. two.

...Microwave. Fridge, dormroom size fine. Teapot.

Rubber chicken. Ball of twine. Gum, pack of 25.

OK, I can do you all of that, no questions asked, but you have to do something about my computer. I don't want any smart alec student thinking they can hack into the school records.

Deal?

Of course. Deliver it to the lab...or let me have it now.

I'll get it back to you within the day. No one will want in it then.

Take it now, it's not like I've got any pressing work to do.

*nonchalantly leans over and pushes the towering piles of paperwork on her desk, onto the floor*

You'll have your supplies by this afternoon.

(OOC: I lost all sense of what time it is in this scene)

*moves back a step to avoid the papers, then advances on the computer and begins to dissasemble it.*

Only need the box... aha. Done.

*pulls the computer box out from the desk, and stalks off with it.*

If you have a minion, send them down. Else, will send own minion with Box.

My Intro to Business class won't need anything.

But my Starting a Small Business class will need posterboard, markers, glue, glitter, basically any kind of art supplies.

Ooh and how about some monopoly money so they can pretend like they're really earning something?

Sure princess. Here.

*Hands over gothic looking key*

Take what you need. Monopoly money's down the back on the left.

Watch out for the...

Well, just watch out.

Um thanks :)

Uh... thanks :)

(ooc: oops - sorry about the anon)

I need some workstudy forms for one of my students.

*Sue gets up, marches over to a very ricketty looking filing cabinet, rifles through it, and then pulls out some forms. She hands them over to you, and then as though she's dismissed your presense already, sits down and starts weighing her boobs in either hand*

*watches for a moment, grins, and wanders away, whistling*

Ah... *caroline shifts uncomfortanly from side to side*
Can I have a moment... Sir? *Caro notices the pole, and can't help but raise her eyebrow*

Sure, just hold on a moment.

*Goes over to the pole and starts to shimmy around it, making sure to stick her bum out at you. Comes back and sits down on her chair.*

What do you need?

*blinks*

*blinks*

You know what? On second thought? I think I'm late for English. I'll come back, ahh...

Thank you Ma'am.

(OOC: She's so much fun. Just be randomly sexually inappropriate, and don't give toss about any one else.)

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