fandomhigh | Detention [6/3]

The danger shop is divided into four sections. The first is just an open space with hardwood floors and windows high off the ground, somewhat resembling the open floor of a high school gymnasium. The second is a row of desks, like one might find in a typical high school classroom. The third looks vaguely high school cafeteria-ish, and fourth, furthest from the door, looks like, of all things, a basement, filled with basement-y things like old, forgotten souvenirs, with a cracked, cement floor.

Artie sits at one of the desks as the students arrive.

Students for detention:
~~Belthazor~~
~~John Connor~~
Hermione Granger
Phoebe Halliwell
Molly Hayes
Lilly Kane
Paige Matthews
Dawn Summers
Jamie Madrox (self-inflicted)

[ooc: the OCD is up! Detention will be running from 9 am to 5:30 FHT, or when the final activity has been completed successfully, whichever comes first.

ETA Artie-mun is now going afk. Afternoon activities are slowplayable this evening as long as everyone is amenable to that. Have fun, peeps. Talk to Artie thread can be slow played, too, Molly and Hermione.]

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The cafeteria had a lovely array of tasty sandwiches. There were also frozen beverage machines, with labels reading Grape Judas, Lime Balthazor, and Orange Lazarus. Watch out for brain freeze on that last one.

Phoebe ordered a Lime Balthazor because it amused her to do so.

~~No, she was not thinking of sprinkling lime juice on Cole and...~~

Cole blinked. "Lime Balthazor?"

Phoebe grinned. "I wanted to know if it was tasty."

"And is it?" he asked.

Phoebe blushed. "Not as tasty as the original."

Cole grinned. "Too bad they don't have a strawberry Phoebe."

Phoebe laughed. "You could invent one..."

Cole kissed her cheek and licked it playfully. "Mmmm."

Phoebe laughed and licked his own cheek. Her eyes were full of mischief.

"I need to find some limes."

"And tequila?" Cole said mischieveously.

Re: Lunch!

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Dawn took a salami sandwich and a Grape Judas. "It there any peanut butter?"

Artie pulled a jar of peanut butter from . . . somewhere. "Of course, Nona!"

"Thanks!" Dawn took the peanut butter and began slathering it on her sandwich. "Um, but my name's not Nona," she corrected, figuring he hadn't heard her earlier. "I'm Dawn Summers."

"Of course!" Artie gave Dawn a big wink. "Good to 'meet' you, Dawn Summers,"

"Nice to meet you, too," Dawn nodded, wondering about the wink.

Molly grabbed a sandwich and a Grape Judas and sat down by Dawn. "Well, this is fun."

"Do you mean that, or are you planning revenge?" Dawn asked, taking a bite of her sandwhich. "And speaking of revenge, where'd you sleep? i'm sorry I forgot to ask yesterday if you had a place."

"No revenge," Molly said with a grin. "I mean it. Even detention at this school is fun. The last time I had it, I got to play poker with Lockheed. He's a dragon." She took a bite of her sandwich as well.

"I slept in the cabin," she told Dawn. "Everything is still there. It's just invisible. It was okay last night because it was dark and I shut my eyes. It was very weird this morning though, waking up looking down through the bed at my shoes."

"Weird," Dawn decided, "I had to borrow clothes from Dean and Sam, er, not Sam Sam, but their cabinmate Sam. She lent me some pants."

"I woke up early because of the sun and went up to my room to change before coming down here," Molly said. "They'd better turn the cabin back today. It's really hard to set an alarm clock when you can't read the numbers."