Highschool Never Ends

[a3stepnpc]

Characters: EVERYONE
When: Sunday 9/11 thru Saturday 9/17
Where: Everywhere around "campus"
Rating: PG-13?
Summary: Just an open log for the event

Comments

Computer Tech - Any day during school hours.

[planseverything]

Wheeling himself into the classroom, Bentley moved behind his desk and set his laptop down on the desk, opening it and booting it up. He had a few minutes before the class even started, and so he took that time get get logged in, connect to the projector, and relax a bit.

Shop Class - Any day, during school hours.

[planseverything]

Bentley liked teaching this class, though some students were cause for worry, which dulled his enjoyment somewhat. But teaching the students build things they would ultimately, hopeful, keep and use was a satisfying thing.

Before the class arrived, the handicapped turtle made his way through the workshop, making sure each workstation was in proper working order.

Drawing Class - Any day during school hours

[resisted_fate]

Satoshi watched the students milling around the hall with little interest. They were his peers in a way, seeing as he was their age, but he was different so he never mingled, and he was no more lenient than he felt he should be. Though for students he felt made an effort, he felt they should have more leeway.

Art was something that was in his blood, and despite his bad health, he wanted the students to learn and appreciate it as well.

Have a cranky bastard

[bye_to_yer_head]

Sniper leaned against the doorway, his cart parked out in the hallway. "Yer students got charcoal all over th' walls again."

While cleaning up charcoal and graphite dust was marginally less awful than cleaning up the cafeteria, it still was more work he just didn't want to do.

\o/ Hello cranky bastard. =)

[resisted_fate]

Pushing up his glasses, Satoshi gave Sniper his general bland look, the kind that indicated his lack of emotion. "I apologize for that, some of them do end up wearing mor charcoal than they have on their projects in the end."

As it was, charcoal was only for the Drawing 2 students and they had only just picked it up the previous week.

<3

[bye_to_yer_head]

"That's what you got sinks fer."

He checked his watch and then pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He had plenty of time for a smoke before students started barging into the classroom. No smoking signs be damned.

Teacher's Lounge || Any Time

[bye_to_yer_head]

Why the teacher's lounge had three coffee machines is anyone's guess. And why they were all constantly brewing decaf is just one of life's little mysteries.

It certainly isn't because of Sniper sullenly sitting at one of the tables with his 18th mug of coffee today. Nope, not a chance. It was his lunch break and he did not want to hear a single complaint right now. If another student lost the combination to their locker, spilled soda on the floor or set a garbage can on fire again he was going to strangle someone.

Don't mind if I do.... xD

[notintehkitchen]

During lunch break, Pyro would come in kicking the door open(dammit Pyro, you don't know how skirts work) and bringing a large stack of food that went over her face. Cookies, chips, candy, a six pack of sodas being held at the bottom and just for good measure? A box full of bacon from home. Slamming it all down on the table, the food scattered like a mudslide before the woman turned to coffee makers and then to Sniper.

"Urgh!" Sticking her tongue out, she pointed. "How can you drink that stuff?"

I adore you.

[bye_to_yer_head]

He watched the towering pile of food wobble towards a table with his patented glare.

"It's good fer you. You should try it instead of all that rubbish you normally eat."

He gestured with his mug (#1 Janitor) at the pile all over the table.

I...I try? XD;;;

[notintehkitchen]

"Coffee isn't good for you. It's the bad tasting version of soda." Don't try to argue with her young old man.

Opening her box of bacon, she stuck a piece in her mouth and chewed like a rabbit would nibble on a carrot before continuing on to something as equally disgusting.

"You can't get big and strong if you don't eat like I do!"

Cafeteria - Any day. Lunch.

[bye_to_yer_head]

Whatever it is, Sniper is sure that he'll be the one cleaning it off the floor when some unlucky victim's stomach decides it's best to not be in their body.

Sniper, dressed in a blue jumpsuit, is wheeling a garbage can past Medic's lunch counter.

"So what're you servin' today?"

[bye_to_yer_head]

Sniper grimaced and pushed the bowl away.

"I'm not your guinea pig. Go feed that t' Pyro."

He brought his own lunch: coffee and cigarettes.