Room 147

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*Her door is open so students may come to her for assistance. Unless said student is a vampire, then the student must ask first before entering.*

*Yes, that is the feared physics/biology/geology teacher sitting in the middle of her floor, painting her toenails. There is a girl beneath that exterior somewhere.*

[ooc: Here for about an hour or so, then slowtime after that.]

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

One moment it seems as though the view from the doorway is that of random students passing by. Blink, and the hallway is empty save for Angelus. He is dressed entirely in black, including the leather pants and the long trenchcoat. His hands are in his coat pockets. Though he is framed by the doorway, he is standing on the opposite side of the hall.

"Hey, teach."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Angelus.

*Her tone is level, but it is not inviting. He is not welcome in her apartment.*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus stays right where he is. His eyes move, taking in the view of all the extra precautions Sara has put up around her room.

"Love the decorations," he said.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you do.

*Red is a lovely color for her, don't you think?*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"My recommendation?" Angelus asked, "stations of the cross. Love those. Especially number seven. I like the funny ones."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

I'm not an observant Catholic.

*He is amusing her. The Strip Strangler didn't bother her. What makes him think he will?*

Caused undue mental anguish to anyone lately? *Such a pretty smile.*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus pushes away from the wall. He comes forward, but only to the middle of the hallway. "You know me, teach. I hate to cause anguish. Not even to some one who gave me real good reason."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

And I hate dealing with souless bastards, but we can't always do what we want, can we? Your detention stands. And you might want to work on your menancing stance.

I'm sure Bruce Wayne'd be willing to trade tips.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Did I ask about detention?" Angelus looked around, as though perhaps someone behind him had asked on his behalf. "Nope. I'm just stopping by. Saying hello. Wanted to make it nice and clear that there's no hard feelings between us. I respect you. I respect your job. It's a real shame we got off on a bad foot."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

And I thank you for your courtesy. Good night, Angelus.

*a very hard smile*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Sorry," he matched her smile for smile. "Didn't mean to keep you up at night."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Don't flatter yourself.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"See?" Angelus laughed. "You're funny. I like that. Oh sure, the guys in the locker room said you were a delusional witch in raging need of a Sarafem prescription but I said hey: Not true. Ms. Sidle? She's funny."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

According to some of the cops in Vegas, I was a lesbian with a vigilante thing going for wifebeaters. I've heard worse. *Rather unimpressed.*

*Much more firmly* Good night, Angelus. *Translation = Get out of my sight before I accidently lob garlic at you.*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Hey, you may have given up hope of anyone thinking much of you, but I'll still defend your honor," Angelus took another step forward, meeting her eye to eye. "And, just to be clear, Ms. Sidle: I absolutely, positively, swear that I'm not going to kill you."

He took a step back. "Night."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

You're assuming I care what people think of me, Angelus. Never assume. It leads to very dangerous situations.

*Wouldn't trust him as far as she could throw his severed head.*

*Closes the door. The crucifix will never come off after this point.*

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

*Whistles a children's lullabye as he walks away.*

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::having recieved her room number from a student, knocks on the door frame::

Hey baby, somebody order a strip-o-gram?

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

No, I didn't. *If he has any sense, he won't push the issue.*

*Doubtful any in the school actually have sense.*

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::thinks quickly::
Good, wouldn't want a teacher doing that sort of thing in the dorms. Bad influence on the kids and all that.

::eyes Angelus::

This guy bothering you?

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Not at the moment. And if he were, I could handle it.

*Garlic, guns, stakes and crosses are all within arms reach. She is nothing if not prepared.*

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

[ooc: sorry about the mess.]

Sure you don't need a ::sniffs, rubs bicep:: big strong man here to make sure he doesn't try anything while you're asleep?

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

[ooc: No worries. :)]

I have an AK-47 among other things in my arsenal. I think I'll be able to sleep.

*Very amused.*

Besides, where would I find a big strong man?

*Buh-zing!*

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::totally unflustered::

I'm a fan of the two-gauge double-barreled Remington. Cobalt Blue Steel, hair trigger, walnut stock... thing of beauty. Reliable and easy to reload if you've got a hand busy...

::realizes he's talking shop to a woman::

Uhhh, Name's Ash, housewar- ::Stops himself:: Heh, got too used to saying that at my old job. Ash, I'm the new wrestling coach ::sticks out his metal hand, offering to shake::

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Sara Sidle. *Shakes his hand, unflinching at the sight of the metal. She's from Vegas. She's seen stranger things.*

As for my guns, I prefer [rattles off an impressive list of characteristics the mun is unfamiliar with] myself.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::Entirely sure he doesn't like so much independance in a woman::

Impressive, sure looks like you know your guns.

Say, baby, you know where a guy could find a room around here? I just got here today, and got all caught up with school work...

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

There are several residences in town. And I think there are some empty rooms in the dorms as well, but I'm not sure how safe they are.

*a pause and a pleasant smile*

Call me baby again and I will break your legs.

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

::contemplates whether or not he should push his luck::

Yeah, sorry sugar, my mouth sometimes gets carried away. Thanks for the tips, I'm gonna go as far away from here as possible check into those.

::heads out, quickly::

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

I still hate you.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*innocently*

I'm sorry. You think I care.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

You sexually harassed me a girl last night. That's illegal!

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

You put your safety in the hands of rabid young ladies who did not wish anything with a Y-chromosome amongst them. And frankly, Principal Connor would have simply shot you. If you're looking for sympathy, you aren't going to find it.

*a beat*

And I find the fact that you keep denying it insulting. I matched one of the hairs I acquired to samples already on file.

*CSIs are stealthy liek ninja, yo.*

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*is impressed like whoa*

So, I should've gone with a different colored dress then?

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

No, you should have altered your DNA to give yourself XX chromosomes. You should have worn speedos.

*Sarcastically*

Or maybe it should have occurred to you to mind your own business and let the girls have the sleepover they wanted.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

*ponders*

Marry me?

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I prefer men women to not traumatize puppies.

[jquayle.livejournal.com]

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Yes? *glancing out* Can I help you?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

*knocks on door*
Ms. Sidle? Sorry about this.
*flashes. full boobage. runs out*

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*Calls after* Eight points! *snickers*

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Walking to his dorm room, Marty sees Faith flash her breasts at Ms. Sidle.

Yep.

Best. Night. Ever.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/]

(OOC- oh lordie. Incidentally, I <3 your Marty. Don't know the source material, but I'm enjoying the character.)