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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Sometimes You Just Can't Win'/ Wednesday, September 20, 2006 / 7:12PM
Location: The way to detention, fourth floor corridor
Open To: Fi
Currently Involving: Grady
Detention for Miss McFinn, Mr. Jennings and Miss Hawkins was supposed to start promptly at 7:15 tonight. So Grady hurried to the fourth floor as fast as his wee stumps would carry him and bolted down the hall to the detention room he'd assigned. He didn't know why he even was on the fourth floor seeing as how his classroom and 'living arrangements' were up in the astronomy tower. Ah well, it wasn't as though he had anywhere better to be other than grading papers and astronomy charts.
Grady really knew that this detention wasn't even a good punishment seeing as how his students were likely to go and smoke gillyweed some more and just repeat it all a countless amount of times. It was actually quite contradictory and pointless for Grady to be handing out detentions for this because he was guilty of smoking some weed in his youth as well. Of course, he'd never done anything like Fi and Lou had - tried to suffocate a boy via stuffed animal - but still, he'd had his fair share of detentions.
So running down the hall at top speed (which was about 1/2 mph) and partially limping, Grady kept on moving towards the destination. By the time he'd gotten to the door, he was ready to bust down the door but he had to first catch his breath and maintain an air of calmness. Yes, looking like a man of collected coolness was neccasary when trying to punish the young ones. Stopping in front of the door, Professor smoothed down his bushy brown hair and grass-green felt robes. Reaching for the doorknob, Grady had no clue who or what lurked behind this door. Perhaps when he opened it smoke would come billowing out from the possible weed being smoked...
Location: The way to detention, fourth floor corridor
Open To: Fi
Currently Involving: Grady
Detention for Miss McFinn, Mr. Jennings and Miss Hawkins was supposed to start promptly at 7:15 tonight. So Grady hurried to the fourth floor as fast as his wee stumps would carry him and bolted down the hall to the detention room he'd assigned. He didn't know why he even was on the fourth floor seeing as how his classroom and 'living arrangements' were up in the astronomy tower. Ah well, it wasn't as though he had anywhere better to be other than grading papers and astronomy charts.
Grady really knew that this detention wasn't even a good punishment seeing as how his students were likely to go and smoke gillyweed some more and just repeat it all a countless amount of times. It was actually quite contradictory and pointless for Grady to be handing out detentions for this because he was guilty of smoking some weed in his youth as well. Of course, he'd never done anything like Fi and Lou had - tried to suffocate a boy via stuffed animal - but still, he'd had his fair share of detentions.
So running down the hall at top speed (which was about 1/2 mph) and partially limping, Grady kept on moving towards the destination. By the time he'd gotten to the door, he was ready to bust down the door but he had to first catch his breath and maintain an air of calmness. Yes, looking like a man of collected coolness was neccasary when trying to punish the young ones. Stopping in front of the door, Professor smoothed down his bushy brown hair and grass-green felt robes. Reaching for the doorknob, Grady had no clue who or what lurked behind this door. Perhaps when he opened it smoke would come billowing out from the possible weed being smoked...