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'.

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[soldtoarmenians]

Xander enters, blearily rubbing at his eyes, and makes a beeline for the possible source of caffeine. He reads the sign before reaching for an empty styrofoam cup, however, and backs off. "Nuh-uh. Played that game before. I like my hair this color and having this number of heads. My new food rule is Only Ignore The Warning Signs If Frosting Is Involved."

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Having got bored at home, Jake decides to swing by school. He's walking down the hall, eyeing the many posters tacked up here and there, when the smell of coffee makes him stop dead and turn around.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka appears, looking flushed, happy, and a little flustered, with a cup of coffee in hand.

"Any assignments today? If not, I'd like to do the obituary assignment."

She has no idea why, but something about this class brings out her inner love of intrigue and irony.

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe is sitting on at her desk near the front of the room. She looks lost in thought, but also confused and maybe a little sad.

[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Slipping in, Krycek noticed the cappuchino machine and wondered if Jake knew-- nevermind, looked like he'd already made use of it. Taking a seat, he doodled absently, mind elsewhere.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory wanders in, and thanks to her Gilmore roots, immediately notes the coffee.

However, she's also one step ahead, and is holding her own large, steaming cup.

She sits down with her coffee in the back of the room, and ponders the extra assignment she was working on for this class.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[wandering the halls, pokes his head into the classroom, looking a bit dazed]
Hope you don't mind if I take some of this, quick like.

[pours self a cup of Satanic Coffee, sips]
[eyebrows go up]
Just like my mother used to make. Cheers, Jerusalem.

[waves, wanders out]

[youngest-sister.livejournal.com]

*wanders in, somewhat belatedly*

*looks at the coffee machine with interest*

[prisoner-rover.livejournal.com]

*outside the class room, rover appears*

*with a loud squeak, rover squeezes through the doorway and rolls up to the professor*

*rover touches his toes to get his attention.*

[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*