Journalism Class - Friday September 16

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Professor Jerusalem is properly dressed today, but instead of being behind his desk, is slouched in one of the over-stuffed chairs, prodding at his laptop. On the table before him is a large box with several holes punched in the lid. His cat is sitting atop the box, looking smug with both faces.

Spider is working on attendance records, homework assignments and class participation and is mumbling under his breath. There is another large, steaming mug of coffee beside him and what looks to be a cappuchino machine against one wall. The sign hung above it states, 'Drink at own risk'.

Comments

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

No more guns, no.

*miserable look*

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

"Right. C'mere." Spider gestured for Bagoas to stand in front of a black box. "Maker, we're gonna need clothing and accessories for," he looked at Bagoas again and shook his head, "a space pirate, apparently. Use your imagination... and nothing lethal!"

Red light sprang from the box and proceeded to map Bagoas' entire body. After a moment, it winked out and there was a faint noise from an opening in the front. Spider reached around him to pull out a pair of what looked to be tight leather pants, high, swashbuckling boots, a poet's shirt - which he eyed with some suspicion, and a heavy leather belt and a ray gun.

Spider examined the gun for a long moment before declaring, "Water pistol." He gathered the entire lot and handed it to Bagoas. "Here you go, kid."

[prisoner-rover.livejournal.com]

((OOC: *rover take gunowner to the principal or bring him before Spider?))

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*speechless* *might just cry*

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

((OOC: Straight to the principal for mauling and then automatic detention.))

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Spider eyed him warily, raising his hands and taking a step back. "Look, kid. We all learned a valuable lesson today about gun safety, I'm sure. Consider this your lollipop after a shot at the doctor's office, all right? It's my way of making sure you don't get into any more trouble, which is, as you may have noticed, my job. Take a couple of deep breaths, stay away from the psychopaths in the study hall if at all possible, and all will be well. Honest."

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*bows* Thank you, sir. I go home now?

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

"Good idea." Spider waved toward the door. "If you run into any more... difficulties, come see me."

[persian-eunuch.livejournal.com]

*runs*

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Spider watched him go, shaking his head. "I swear to god, I should have just shot myself before agreeing to teach here." He wandered over to the window and stared out at a view of the City. "... what the fuck was I thinking?"

[lady-jessica-bg.livejournal.com]

"Ich. Coffee."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Veronica had a bit of a breakdown last night and is not attending classes today. She's trying to deal with the fact that she ran into her dead best friend. She will, however, turn her homework in before the weekend is out.]

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

Coffee, thank the gods!

*Reads sign, eyes the cappuchino machine suspiciously then takes a long look over at the professor*

Well, he doesn't seem to be dead or dismembered, I'll have a go.

*Takes a cup*

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

((OOC: So noted. Thanks for leaving me a note!))