[ SEMI-OPEN ]

[fairerthandeath]

Characters: John Sheppard, Patrick Jane, OPEN TO ALL HOMEROOM MEMBERS (Rico De Luca, Paulie Bleeker, Tommy Solomon, Iggy, Colette Brunel, Lelouch, Soul Eater Evans)
Location: THEIR HOMEROOM
Time: Morning. BACKDATED TO LAST WEEK because I got swamped and forgot to put it up.
Content: Homerooming, sniping, awkwardness, bad jokes. The usual.
Format: W

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INTRODUCTIONS/GOSSIP/ETC

[fairerthandeath]

INTRODUCTIONS/GOSSIP/ETC

[powyourhammer]

Hello! [ she's got a hand raised. she's enthusiastic! ]

My name is Colette Brunel!

[ also known as the girl who tripped through a wall a little bit ago. yeeeeah. ]

[fairerthandeath]

[ Oh, we've got a friendly one. ]

Hi!

[ Wait what should they be talking about-- ]

Why don't you start, then. Tell us about yourself!

[ GET OTHER PEOPLE TALKING so he doesn't have to talk more sob. ]

[powyourhammer]

Oh, okay. Umm ...

[ thinks ] Well, um. Let's see ... I come from a really small town in Iowa. My best friend is Lloyd Irving, and he attends school here with me ... oh, and his mother is the Telepathy and Empathy teacher here, too! I'm sixteen years old ...

[ trying to think of more to add. ]

Is there ... anything else you really want to know?

[blowinguup]

[Iggy slinks in late and leans against the back wall, hoping nobody will notice him/make him talk. aaaaa, people D:]

[clearlythatsme]

[Always notices things]

You there, in the back. What's your name?]

[blowinguup]

[aauugh]

[stays slouched against the wall, because he has no idea where any of the furniture is]

Iggy. It's Iggy.

[clearlythatsme]

Iggy. Come join us closer to the front; Mr. Sheppard and I were just getting started.

[fairerthandeath]

[ ROLLS HIS EYES AT JANE A LITTLE. Luckily he remembers Iggy-- ]

Two steps forward, two to the right you'll hit a free desk.

[ Mr Sheppard his ass. ]

Unluckily for you, you're just in time for the intro round.

[clearlythatsme]

[Cuts his eyes at Sheppard for not telling him about a blind student.]

It's closer to two and a half or three, really. And ignore the callous aversion to social interaction from John, here. He's still mad at me for breaking him out of his depression.

[blowinguup]

[sits down]

Like I said, I'm Iggy. There, intro rounded.