went there. [voice]

[whoaismyhairout]

If there's a more painful punishment,
Boy do I feel bad for that prat.
I am so full of frustration...

She teaches History, who'da thought that?

Comments

[chairisinpark]

[Just staring in horror at his journal. WHAT DID HE JUST HEAR?!]

[whoaismyhairout]

[Oh, what's that? the sound of DETENTION FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE if you ever mention this again?]

[chairisinpark]

[But it's not his fault you were singing with your journal open!]

......[Awkward throat clearing forever]

That was...lovely.

[whoaismyhairout]

I'm really digging the sincerity on that one. Please, hold your applause, I'd hate to be overwhelmed.

[VOICE]

[youdontgotdbuns]

[She waited until she managed to stop laughing before commenting, because she is Leia and does that, but you can hear the good humour in her voice]

I'm flattered, Professor. You never gave any indication that you had such sentiments before now.

oh lord

[whoaismyhairout]

[oh, what's this? the sound of chimes? of an angel's disgusting laughter? of the searing sun setting in the distance? nay, it is but Professor Organa Solo, the rotted apple core of Hades' bulbous eyes, the tumor on his heart, the woman with eyes the color of coffee that matches his soul--black. the most perfect creation ever created besides himself]

What, can't a guy change his mind? I don't know what it is dollface, but seeing you back here, filling the halls of this putrid little dump we call a school just sets my heart all a-twitter.

'Sides, I hear flattery gets you everywhere babe. So how's about you and me, a cozy dinner for two in my office? Hey, we won't even need candlelight since I gotta permanent lumerie on the top of my head.

C'mon, whadda ya say? I'm really, deeply moved over here.

You are amazing XD

[youdontgotdbuns]

It's just that this is all so sudden; I'm a little overwhelmed.

I'm sorry, Professor, but I'm a married woman. It simply wouldn't be appropriate.

lmao this feels so wrong. YET SO RIGHT.

[whoaismyhairout]

Pff, married schmarried. C'mon, sugar, no one's been taking that routine seriously since the 80s. Give me a little something to work with here.

[ooc: my email won't let me reply but YES SO VERY MUCH TO YOUR IDEA. quicklog y/n/mfy?]

[dualstance]

...

[ Yeah, he doesn't want to know. ]

[whoaismyhairout]

As happy as I am to see that my dazzling performance stirs you to speechlessness-- this is grown up time. Don't you got some toy dolls to go play with or something?

[prfctpotions]

[brb LAUGHING FOREVER.]

[whoaismyhairout]

So radar must be the only way you see things. It's the only guess I got left, what with all those high pitched shrieks you're emmitting.

[prfctpotions]

Ah, Hades. You may say all you wish about me, but after hearing this, nothing you say can ever wound me.

[whoaismyhairout]

Nice to know that my vibrato hits you right in the gut, chump.

[luvubby]

[Laughter until the end of time.]

I love this week!

[whoaismyhairout]

Oy, kid, you always make a habit of sticking your nose where it don't belong?

Like, for instance, say anywhere I am?

[luvubby]

Eheh, sorry, Professor.

...You have a great voice! [she may be lying, but she sounds convincing. Acting has its perks!] Have you ever thought of forming a band?

flattery, even pretend flattery, gets you everywhere with hades |D

[whoaismyhairout]

...Y'know, back in the day I had a prog-rock group. Maybe you heard of it? The Titans, my monstrous band.