Free Period for Teachers -- Monday, October 24th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah sprawls across the couch, a thick notebook in her lap. She keeps looking down at it and staring hard as if she's trying to bore holes through the paper through force of will, then letting her head fall against the back of the couch and making a strange growling sound.

There's an Italian buffet for anyone who wants something to eat.

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[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

Dean Bristow helps himself to lasagna.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She smiles at him, helping herself to lasagne] How are you today, sir?

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"Fine, thank you. I trust that classes are going without incident?"

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Ah, yes, for the most part. With such a diverse group of students, issues are bound t come up. Certainly nothing I can't handle. Mr. Harkness is back to his old, charming self. Miss Mars trusts me enough to discuss her problems from detention. And Miss Bristow was kind enough to bring a doctor's note to class for her absence. All in all, pretty much high-school-normal. [She takes a bite]




((ooc: I don't think it's come up in class that Sydney is his daughter. She talked about her father, but didn't really mention it))

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"Sydney. What was the problem with Sydney?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom grabs a few slices of Italian bread, and barely chokes one down as he does prep work for tonight's classes.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She grabs her food and sits by Bristow, but smiles and nods at Dr. Grissom. I wish I knew him better. Ten said he's brilliant.]

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom returns her smile, impressed with her obvious political saavy that he has seen her display in the lounge during the past few weeks.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She smiles more brightly at his acknowledgement. With a diplomatic segue, she turns her attention to him]

Dr. Grissom. How are your classes?

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff waves at CJ as he enters, gives her a cocky grin, and wanders off (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_lounge/10668.html?thread=146092#t146092) across the lounge.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Sara helps herself to breadsticks as she passes by, settling down with her students' papers.

Two minutes later, she is vowing to hold remedial grammar classes.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor yawns as he enters the lounge. Keanu Reeves is easy on the eyes. Too easy.

Five minutes later, he gets veal parmigiana on last week's discussion transcript. Cursing under his breath, he wipes it up with paper napkins.]

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Speaking of easy on the eyes Geoff gives the Doctor a grin as he wanders into (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_lounge/10668.html?thread=146092#t146092) the lounge.

[msgilmoredanes.livejournal.com]

Lorelai bounces into the Teachers Lounge. She had to stop by and make some copies for her classes tomorrow.

She loads up a plate of spaghetti and then notices the Principal. She realizes they've never been properly introduced, and goes over to say hello.

"Principal Connor? I'm Lorelai Gilmore-Danes, I teach business classes here. I realized that we were never officially introduced so I wanted to say hi. How are you?" Lorelai, of course, is her normal, bubbly self and has no idea that the Principal is the likely the least perky person on campus.

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah takes in all of Lorelei's perkiness with an eerie calm and silently reminds herself that she wants to throttle Her Royal Duchess Leeannadanna Banana Adama and the Pirate King, Captain "Severe Case of Scurvy" Angelus her principal-type schedule and not the business teacher.

Contemplating what she would consider a polite answer to an inquiry as to her current status, Sarah fixes Lorelei with a hard stare and after taking a drag off a cigarette, asks in her nicest, most hopeful tone (albeit, still a pretty grating voice), "You wouldn't happen to have anything on you that would make a loud noise if I smashed it against the fucking wall, would you?"

(OOC: Sorry so late. *meep* :))

[msgilmoredanes.livejournal.com]

Lorelai starts rummaging through her purse, looking for something appropriate. After all, it would be nice to help the Principal.

"Hmm," she says idly to herself while discarding lipstick, a hair brush, her favorite coffee mug, a half eaten blueberry muffin and a pack of gum. "Oh!" she finally exclaims. "Does this work?"

She is holding a hammer that is decked out in pink feathers & sequins.


[ooc: no worries - i figured you were at work. and, yes, in canon, Lor did make a hammer like that for Rory]

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

The Tick walks into the lounge [for just a minute before his mun has to get back to work] with the damned Rubik's Cube. He had two sides, but the other four weren't playing nice. Maybe a change of scenery would help it get solved.

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Making his first foray into the teachers lounge (and still feeling halfway expecting to find Rover there waiting for him), grabs himself a snack off the buffet and finds a good comfortable corner. He smiles and nods at Principal Connor and commences to people-watching.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[When Dr. Grissom leaves to prep for class, she takes the opportunity to pester him. She walks over and hugs him warmly]

Geoff! How is your first day?

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Geoff returns CJ's hug. "It's going pretty well, I think, CJ. The class is small, but they're all very intelligent young ladies."

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Of course they are, Geoff, they were smart enough to sign up for the most handsome teacher in school Except for Ten. [She smiles devilishly]

And you've found you're way in here! Welcome to the lounge.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor looks up, over-hearing CJ's greeting.] Geoff, mate, good to see you!

[geoff-chaucer.livejournal.com]

Good to see you, too, Ten! [Geoff shakes his hand.]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

How's your first day been? [faux stern look] Did they give you any trouble?

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((kick))