Study Hall -- Wednesday, September 14th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Wednesday's study hall, kids. You'll be happy to know that the gremlin infestation in the study hall has moved on, but unhappy to find out that they've moved onto the cafeteria.

Today's lunch special is chicken. At least, that's what the cafeteria staff told me it was.

A few announcements:

-- An open house for parents is tentatively scheduled for the last weekend in October. All parents, guardians, legal representation, police escorts, and responsible deities may attend, under another RP journal or your own.

-- A suggestion box has been placed outside my office. To the person who already left the note with a question about having as our school mascot a game cock ... no, I don't think Lee has the time for that. Please quit teasing him before I find a fabulous gay teenage-boy orgy in the utility closet a crying Adama in my office. (OOC: For the record, I was kind of thinking the suggestion box could be there for any high-school type stuff we could do. :))

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[demonbelthazor]

*wanders in, sits in the back, and lights up a cigarette*
*starts writing on a piece of paper*

[master-of-fear.livejournal.com]

*Jonathan wakes up, looks around as if he were the gopher from Caddyshack, notices Belthazor, nods at his fellow JA member, and then falls back asleep*

[demonbelthazor]

*nods to Jonathan and goes back to writing*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*Gives Bel a nod of greeting, but does not interrupt. Understands that sometimes it really is hos before bros.*

[demonbelthazor]

*Waits until he catches Angelus' eye, then subtly inclines his head toward Callisto with a raised eyebrow, as if to say, "Did you get a load of this one?"*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus gives a "no kidding" look back. Since he's behind Callisto, he motions to indicate "Nice tits too."

[demonbelthazor]

[OOC: ....and now I'm wiping soda off my monitor after visualizing that.]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Revenge for last night with Draco and the smokes. BTW, is Bel in Deviance class? Don't know if he'd get a kick out of watching Angelus get handed detention.]

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*a dagger suddenly buries itself in the wall next to Cole's head, having sliced his cigarette in half*

*Callisto taps Cole on the nose*

You're vaguely cute, but I won't have that stench near me.

*retrieves her dagger and starts her knife game again, this time with her right hand on the desk*

[demonbelthazor]

*eyes the dagger in the wall*
*eyes Callisto as she retrieves it*

Nice moves. Where'd you learn that?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

I picked it up from a travelling juggler my army captured I met once.

Delightful man, such a pity what happened to him.

[demonbelthazor]

Oh? Do tell. What happened to the man?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Terminal stupidity.

He got the impression that he could overstep the bounds of our teacher/student relationship. I found it necessary to castrate him with his own knives correct his error of judgment.

I was prepared to let it go after that, but he then made threats against my person in front of my lieutenant friend Theodorus, who is mindlessly loyal to me very overprotective. He broke nearly every bone in the juggler's body before I could be bothered to stop him.

After that I had to choice but to terminate him his employment.

[demonbelthazor]

Well, at least you got a good skill out of the deal. You look like you're pretty handy with that thing.

So what else can you do?

*reaches inside his jacket for another cigarette, then eyes the knife and thinks better of it for now*

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

As you already guessed, I have a knack for handling weaponry, and I'm a very quick study. If you can kill or maim someone with it, I've probably done just that.

As for the rest...

Wouldn't you like to know?

*winks*

[demonbelthazor]

*leans forward with interest*

Yeah. Yeah, I would.

*grins and settles back again*

So what kind of people do you like to kill and maim?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*props herself up on her elbows*

The wicked.

*laughs*

Your misguided friend with his little clique and his ambitions would probably denounce me as a... what's the word? ...whitehat, that's it, for not declaring my intent to bathe in the blood of the innocent instead of the guilty, but that's just because he isn't aware of the one simple truth in this, or any other world.

The truth is...

*leans over so she can whisper in his ear*

The truth is that there is no such thing as innocence. All people are wicked. Some of them just haven't realised it yet

[demonbelthazor]

*grins*

I like the way you think. So many of these "whitehats" think they're so good and noble and try to pretend there's no darkness in them. They're just hypocrites. You and I know better.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*grins back*

Indeed we do.

*glances at clock*

Gotta go, but I'd love to continue this conversation later. Call me (http://www.livejournal.com/users/psycho_barbie/1635.html) sometime and we'll talk.

[demonbelthazor]

Will do. Catch ya later.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

::Hank notices Belthazor in the back and wanders over.::

Remember that the Bio lab is open this afternoon. I can meet you there if you'd like to get more familiar with the microscopes and slide equipment.

[demonbelthazor]

I've got Tactics -- I mean Advanced Negotiations -- from 3:00 to 5:00, but I'll come by the lab at 5:00, yeah. That work for you?

*gives Hank a look*

You okay, man? You look pretty rough.

[bluemanoncampus.livejournal.com]

Sorry, man. I have to be at work by 5:30.

I had a rough night. I still need to find Edward to help me with the repairs.

Oh, well; see you in class!