Delivery to the Principal Connor's Office

[jacks-roses.livejournal.com]

The following is delivered to the principal's office, attention principalconnor (Principal Connor):



The card reads:

Principal Connor:

Long may disciplinary power rest only in your hands and that of the impartial school security.

Admiringly,

Anon

P.S. Keep an eye on that Sidle woman. She's got some sort of weird, obsessive thing about taking matters into her own hands. Not the safest of people to give power over others, I'm thinking.

Comments

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

[OOC: So incredibly subtle. *amused*]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

[OOC: *loves*]

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom wanders by the Principal's office on his way to the men's room.

"At least it wasn't the begonia..."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Wasn't Angelus! We're dying of curiosity, same as everyone else.]

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Hey! He said no to begonia! Angelus can respect that in a man. It's like saying no to Barry Manilow. He considers it a sign of good taste.]

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Sarah opens her office door at a rustling from outside, raising her gun only to find a beautiful display of roses. She frowns. "That's funny," she mutters, eyeing the display with thinly veiled suspicion, "I don't feel dead."

She lowers the gun and removes the card from the envelope, reading it. She snorts. "'Anon,' my ass," she says, but there's a hint of a genuine smile on her face as she picks up the flowers and lugs them into her office.