Teacher's lounge- Thursday daytime

[gobrookeyourself]

Brooke had planned to go to her office and do some research and write something out for Monday's class. What actually happened is that she remembered she'd been a terrible student who hated doing homework and wandered over to the teachers' lounge to explore.

Somewhere she'd found a bottle of scotch someone had hidden away and was drinking a glass of it, while throwing darts at a certain picture that someone had put up years ago. She had nothing against the guy she just felt like it was the thing to do.

[Open to teachery types!]

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[built_fjord_tough]

Fjord himself had intended to make his way to the school to check out the, ah, the office situation. After all, he intended to live off the generosity of others only for as long as he needed to. If that meant crashing at the school until he was paid enough to afford an apartment of his own, well...

He wasn't too proud to do that.

He realized before too long that he didn't actually know which office was his. Which led to some exploring, which led him to peeking into the lounge, a little surprised to see that somebody was already in there.

... "That guy do something we should be keeping an eye on him for?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"He was a student the teachers didn't like," Brooke explained, totally missing the dartboard. "It just felt right, being in here, you know?"

She hadn't been around when he'd actually been a teacher.

[built_fjord_tough]

Fjord quirked a little, amused smile at that.

"We're encouraged to get our frustrations out in effigy, are we? Probably better than actually throwing darts at the kids."

Yeah, Fjord, you had never met the guy. You'd possibly understand if you had.

[gobrookeyourself]

"Honestly, kinda surprised Thtiwing Darts at Students is t a class," she said, and tapped her chin thoughtfully with the non-pointy end of a dart. "I wonder how many sign-ups I'd get for that..."

[built_fjord_tough]

"Make it one of those community ones, you'd probably get a lot of teachers to join," Fjord offered easily, locating the sofa and depositing himself in it.

Ah, yes. Good. That was nice.

"I might be lucky so far. None of my students seem too bad."

Some were maybe a little bit of a handful, but he kind of figured that was a teenager thing in general.

[gobrookeyourself]

"One kid's smarter than me, I don't know what the hell a Darth is but I feel like I should, and one kid's Paris," Brooke sighed. "Help."

[what_the_shock]

"Fjord." Miguel toasted him with a glass of...whatever the unlabeled-but-nice bottle of blue stuff was."

[built_fjord_tough]

"Miguel." Fjord nodded back, his own hands sadly empty.

Hm. He'd have to remedy that, perhaps.

[what_the_shock]

"Want to join me?" Miguel lifted the bottle. "We can get an early start on club meetings."

[built_fjord_tough]

"It'd be rude to refuse," Fjord replied with a grin. "Now I certainly wouldn't want to be rude."

[what_the_shock]

Miguel grinned back. "There's cups over there." He pointed. "Fair warning, I don't know what this stuff is apart from 'alcholic' and 'non-toxic'."

[what_the_shock]

If Miguel had to teach, he was at least going to take advantage of the lounge.

He flopped into a chair. "Any more of those bottles?"

[gobrookeyourself]

"You might find something if you look around," she said, looking over. "There's still some in here. I just found this and figured I was good there."

She would restock, oh yes. Mondays alone would require it.

[what_the_shock]

Miguel got up and started scrounging around. In the back of one cabinet he found...something blue. He sniffed it and shrugged, then came back with that and a glass.

"Miguel," he said by way of introduction, flopping back down and pouring himself a drink.

[gobrookeyourself]

"Brooke. So what are you teaching?" she asked, picking up her glass.

[what_the_shock]

"Science," Miguel said, firmly ignoring the rest of the name. He toasted her with his glass of whatever. "You?"

[merciful_parable]

Carter had gotten turned around in the school. Which wasn't hard, he'd only been there once before this, and he'd been attempting to locate the... ah, the moose.

Just to confirm with his own eyes.

He only recognized Fjord, but the others also looked like they might be teachers. "Is there a meeting?" he asked, coming into the room.

[gobrookeyourself]

"Nah, we're failing at working," Brooke said, waving him in. "Join us."

[merciful_parable]

"If you're sure I am not imposing...," he said, smiling. "Thank you kindly."

He came in, looking around the room, and pausing at the sight of the man's portrait for a moment, before refocusing on the lady. "I don't believe I've had the pleasure of meeting you, Miss. I am Pastor Carter."

[gobrookeyourself]

"Brooke Davis," she said, giving him a smile. "Pastor's a name I haven't heard before."

Yep.

[merciful_parable]

She wasn't the first who'd reacted that way.

"Ah... Pastor is a title," he explained, taking a seat gingerly on one of the couches. "Carter is my first name, but as a clergyman, I am a Pastor."

[built_fjord_tough]

"Pastor," Fjord said, giving Carter a polite nod from where he'd parked himself. If anybody were to accuse him of making himself right at home in here... well... he wouldn't deny it, no. "I hope the week has treated you kindly."

[merciful_parable]

He did look much more at home than Carter himself did, it was true.

"Fjord," Carter said, with a nod of his own. "It's been... quite well, I suppose. Busy. The graveyard here has been shockingly neglected."

After a moment's hesitation, he added, "And you? How has your week gone?"

[built_fjord_tough]

"Good to hear. Shame about the graveyard, though I suppose it'll give you something to occupy yourself with between classes?" Fjord paused for a few moments before adding, "My own week has been... interesting. Plenty of questions, not much in the way of answers."

So. That was frustrating.

"I've found the locals to be quite pleasant, though."

[merciful_parable]

"I do prefer being busy," Carter admitted, looking curious. "And the people here are very kind. What sort of answers are you looking for, if I might ask?"