Faculty Lounge (12/20/2005)

[romanywitch]

Jenny'd woken up early, with the feeling that her player knew that the Doctor had gone off to be with CJ and wouldn't be around to do this IC she was going to have to take an extra turn opening up the faculty lounge today.

Since she hadn't been prepared, she'd just run out and bought a few dozen candy canes, some bagels and cream cheese, a whole bunch of hot chocolate, and coffee.


{{OOC: Doctor? I was presuming that you wouldn't be around, and since we trade off on Tuesdays for the lounge, I just opened up. Please let me know if that's a problem.}}

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[replicarter.livejournal.com]

Eighth comes into the faculty lounge, looks over at the media cabinet and shrieks. "The xBox is gone! And we had become such close and dear friends!!" She is filled with woe.

[romanywitch]

"We had one of those?" asked Jenny. "Damn, how'd I miss that?"

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

Eighth is very sad as the xBox was almost becoming more and more sentient and she liked their chats. "It was nice," she says pathetically.

[romanywitch]

"It had some pretty good graphics," said Jenny, who had no clue that Eighth was actually talking to the xBox. "And some of the games looked like fun. Who brought it in? The speech teacher, right? Maybe she'll bring it back."

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

She sits down and looks a little sad. "Well, we can hope." Forcing herself to be cheerful, she asks, "and how are you this morning, Jenny?"

[romanywitch]

"Not so bad," said Jenny, pouring some coffee into her travel mug and sitting down. "Looking forward to getting my kids' final projects in. First, I grade them, and then? I finally have the free time to start my lesson plans for next term."

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

"Lesson plans!" and now her eyes gleam, "I am very excited about my upcoming class, oh yes."

[romanywitch]

"Are you still teaching Cyborg Theory next term?" asked Jenny. "Same lesson plan, or revamping it?"

[replicarter.livejournal.com]

"Oh no," she says with a feline smile, "I'm teaching tactical theory next semester."

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac comes into the lounge playing with his new gift (http://www.gerbertools.com/Gerber-Multi-Plier-600-Needlenose-w-Tool-Kit-7540.htm) from his TA. It was amazing.

He also had assorted gifts for the other faculty members as well.

[romanywitch]

"Nice." Jenny unwrapped a candy cane for herself and offered one to Eighth. "You seem pretty excited about it. Planning on covering some military history with it, or just going for pure theory?"

[romanywitch]

Jenny grinned at Mac and waved. "How's life?" she asked. "Got your classes over with?"

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"Just finished with the final exam," Mac said cheerfully. He pulled out a small wrapped gift (http://www.victorinox.com/newsite/images/news/0_6026_t.jpg) and tossed it to Jenny.

"Consider it a little thank you for the new hairstyle and a Merry-whatever-you-techno-pagans-celebrate."

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Not a problem at all. I'm sorry.))

[romanywitch]

{{No, there's no need to apologize! You have plot reasons, and while I didn't know about them IC as Jenny doesn't listen to the radio, I figured I'd just have her open the lounge again. It's really and truly not a big deal. Thankfully, Jenny's the type who can have a little psychic nudge now and then and it's not really a stretch characterization-wise.}}

[romanywitch]

"I've got to hit the classroom in a few and collect the last of the final projects," said Jenny. She caught the gift and opened it up.

"Ooh, techie toy! Thank you!" She grinned at him. "We celebrate the solstice, same as the garden-variety pagans out there. Found you something too." She pulled a thin, rectangular package wrapped in paper decorated with holly out of the front of her laptop case. "I'm hoping you don't know everything in there already."

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac looked over the book with grin. "Well, I don't know everything... but this looks like the perfect book to get class ideas from to use for class next term. I'll have to make sure that the students can get hold of a copy. Thanks!"

[agent-principal.livejournal.com]

Smith sits down on a couch, and opens the small paper sack he carried in with him. He retrieves a hot fast-food apple pie, and opens one end of the package. He blows on it carefully before taking a nice big bite.

"Apple pie always reminds me of how superior I am to the apple. I like eating inferior things. Then again, there isn't anything that I am not superior to. But I don't think I would eat, say, this couch. What is the point of eating a couch, if you are unable to spread it with jam?"

He is addressing no one in particular.

[romanywitch]

Jenny eyes the new principal. He seems kinda off, and in a funky, Drusilla sort of way. Still, bringing that up with the new boss? Not part of the plan.

Guy's got a way with a metaphor, though.

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac raises an eyebrow. "Other than watching your colon explode, why would you want to eat a couch? Even Jam wouldn't make it taste that good."