WHO: Treize's Psychology Class (Treize, Heero, Trowa, Duo, Open)
WHEN: Monday, August 25th during the school day at some point. :0 (backdated)
WHERE: Clairbourn High (Psychology class room, I guess)
WHAT: Treize's first class and an interesting renunion. Oh, and Battleship, or so I'm told.
WARNINGS: Profound navel contemplation. Possible
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But he didn't have anything better to do with his time, and resisting the education forced upon him would be more trouble than it was worth. So he sat, quietly and patiently, near the back of the class, expression entirely impassive, watching Treize. At least the teacher was relatively interesting.
When the relocation came, he just shrugged to himself, and moved when he was told to. His new neighbour shot him a rather wary look; he ignored it, settling back in his chair and pulling out one of his pencils, starting to tap it quietly against the desk in a steady, complicated rhythm.
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Heero entered in his usual silent, scowling form, taking note of the other two boys as he took a seat in the back, those who knew the same of this man that he did. Trowa was, as usual, blankly silent; Duo was as usual, annoyingly cheerful. Heero blocked out all other peers; they would be only obstructions to his mission...
Treize's call for order was met with a glance towards the man. He was watching them... looking them over. Heero remained unchanged in his state, not showing any change in expression. When Treize assigned them new seats, Heero silently moved himself and his things without a word. Now, as for the placement of their new seats...
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As the teacher said that he was going to assign the seats for them, he sat up straight, one arm resting on the bench, head resting in his hand, while the other arm shot up in the air. "Uhm, Professor? If you were going to that, couldn't you have done small notes or something on the desks so we knew where to sit down from the start, nya? That would have been cute!"
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"Of course you are correct, Eiji. Table cards would have been a far more efficient way of doing this. As it is, though, we are almost finished. If I decide to reassign your seating, I'll be sure to keep that idea in mind." He finally responded, promptly turning away to continue his task.
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Oh well, she'd get to know them the old-fashioned way. She shifted her blue-eyed gaze to the teacher, Mr. Khushrenada, wondering if he'd chosen to do this as an introductory lesson, gauging their reactions and seeing what it implied. There was intelligence in the man's face. What that meant for his personality, she didn't know. But the class looked like it might be well worth her time.
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