[with the most teachery scrawl that ever scrawled]

[deathandgin]

Damon, Elena:

Still alive here. You two okay? Try to keep the sarcasm to a minimum if you can.

- Rick

Comments

[saviored]

I can't How did you even Your level of grace astounds me, Rick. You should audition at Julliard.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did you say something about sarcasm?

[deathandgin]

I'm so surprised that my plea falls upon deaf ears.

What happened, anyway? I may or may not completely remember.

[saviored]

I got your plea loud and clear.

Here, let me refresh your memory.

[deathandgin]

[If only there was a bulletin equivalent of a facepalm.]

Seriously? I hope you didn't waste any of your extra time practicing art, because... wow.

[saviored]

Come on, Rick, you're a teacher. Where's the encouragement and support?

[deathandgin]

Sometimes you've got to accept some kids are hopeless cases.

[saviored]

I expect that written on my brother's next report card.

[deathandgin]

I'll remember that next time he decides to show up to class.

[saviored]

Don't count on it. He plans to bribe you at the end of the semester with a Confederate half-dollar.

[deathandgin]

[Ink blot.] You better be serious and not just tugging my heartstring.

[saviored]

Well, I'd say I'm not that much of a dick, but I am.

[deathandgin]

No worries, I kind of know.

[broodings]

Did something happen last night?

[saviored]

One or two mishaps. I wouldn't worry, only one of us died.

[broodings]

Tell me you didn't Did it have anything to do with what the intercom said at the start? I wasn't... in the building.

[deathandgin]

You can get out of the building?