Free Period for Teachers -- Monday, October 10th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah checks on the catering for today -- surf and turf, and accompanying drinks -- then slumps down in a chair and starts scribbling down something in a notebook.

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[wyld-stallyn.livejournal.com]

Ted enters the room, sees the food and drinks and decides it's party time. He stretches out his t-shirt and lines it with napkins, then tries to pile on as much as he can carry.

Then he grabs a drink and flops down on a chair by the wall, not noticing the food that sprays around. He'll get that stuff later.

[charlieeppes.livejournal.com]

Charlie walks in, muttering to himself about time and space and locker 327. He looks around for somewhere to sit down, spots an empty seat by a table and walks over to it. Then he starts rummaging through his pockets for pieces of paper.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

There are paper and pens beneath the cabinet to your left, *Sara says absently, grading lab assignments.*

[charlieeppes.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Charlie says, equally absent. He grabbed a pile of paper and three pens of different colours and sat back down, scribbling down what he knew about locker 327, what he didn't know, and how it completely violated the rules of pretty much everything

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

[OOC: *fangirl squees* OMG, Charlie!!!!!!!!]

[brambless.livejournal.com]

Tara looks at the meat and wrinkles her nose, selecting a drink. She curls up quietly in a chair in the corner.

[brambless.livejournal.com]

To all intents and purposes, Tara seems to have fallen asleep, the drink threatening to tip over her skirts.

((Mun just looked at clock. Always a bad idea. Hope to play with people later today.))

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[CJ walks in and seeing the new woman from the church who wanted her water blessed asleep pulls a light blanket off the back of a chair and drapes it over her. The lounge...a good place for tired teachers to crash.]

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream walks into the lounge and takes a few perfect shrimp from the buffet. he eats them slowly.

Glancing around, he says, "We have new teachers," into the air.

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Sarah says. She glances up from her notes and shrugs. "Look harmless enough."

[charlieeppes.livejournal.com]

For some reason, the sound of the voice makes Charlie think of p v np and that shakes him out of his ponderings long enough to look up and introduce himself. "Uh, hi. I'm Charlie Eppes. I teach math."

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac walks into the lounge and winces when he sees Sidle, hoping she doesn't remember the whole gun incident that happened while he was still a student.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Hi, Mac. *said absently before she looks up* You've grown. *Said with amusement.*

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[CJ walks in, timidly looking around. Once she's seen who is in here...and who is not...she walks in, grabs a shrimp cocktail, and digs in.]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Guess who's come to dinner...
http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_lounge/7504.html?thread=73040#t73040))

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

CJ. *blinks, is so very, very not awake (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_lounge/7504.html?thread=73552#t73552)* I was going to call you.

*long pause*

About the apartment?

[jquayle.livejournal.com]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor enters, looking very preoccupied, so much so that he doesn't notice anyone else in the room. He is carrying only a large mug of coffee and the Fandom High Times. As he mechanically chews some steak and mash--trying again not to wonder where on earth Connor got this stuff--he rereads every single word of the gossip column.]

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

Mac notices The Doctor and remembers something one of his housemate's mentioned.

"I don't mean to interrupt, but you're The Doctor, right? Someone told me I should check with you regarding this whole time portal thingy I just went through to get here."

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

swerval_zero frogmarches the librarian to the door of the lounge. Careful not to step in herself, she pushing him in. "Squalling *EAT*, will you?" she demands. "And if anyone can set him up a coffee IV, that would be swerval."

Methos... looks like hell. Warmed over, on lack of sleep. Obediently, however, he crosses to the food, makes his selection, and then stands there and eats. Finding a seat is apparently beyond him.

[bridekiddo.livejournal.com]

Beatrix Kiddo finally comes into the lounge, she'd never been there before because aside from classes she didn't have the time to be there because of B.B. but now she has a little more time. She took a seat and looked around the room.

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

Dean Bristow helps himself to Surf 'n' Turf. He is very explicity not using one arm.

[manofthemullet.livejournal.com]

"Hey Dean Bristow. Just wanted to check with you to see if my requisition form would be approved. Should've been in your e-mail."

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::enters post-Art class::

Whoa, we get free food in here!?

How come nobody told me about this before?

[padmeofnaboo.livejournal.com]

*slumps in a chair with her tacos and Jack Daniels, courtesy of the chef*

OOC: Oh, how I wish both were real right now.