Meeting of all interested students

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Beka submits the following invitation:


Any student wishing to discuss how ALL students armed, unarmed, magically armed, technologically armed, genetically armed, can work together to provide a safe atmosphere for ALL students and staff, while still allowing EVERY student to feel whole is welcomed to a meeting of the minds.

Please. People. Let's work together the way we did this weekend.







ET remove Beka's temper fit. It's irrelevant.

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Beka takes the chair in front of him, straddling it and leaning on the back. No sense wasting such a good distraction as her braid in her cleavage.

"Frell me. I'm not sure there's much but stupid here." This is a side of Beka that few ever see. It's a side that Angelus can understand and relate to. The side that kept her alive 'out there' and the side she's trying not to lose at this frelling-soft school. "I'm trying to get them to talk to each other. Individual bonds between mutants, mages, and weapons-bunnies will break down the stupid fucking paranoia."

She sighs, clearly exasperated. "Suggestions? Observations? I'm listening."

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"Might need to scrap this attempt and try again another day," Angelus said. "Cooler heads, and maybe something resembling ration stand a better chance of prevailing."

[ooc: sorry for the delayed reply on all fronts, actually got busy at work, darn it]

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She nods. "Agreed. But this is a good time for us to talk. People are so busy being emo--apparently me included--that no one will think much of me sitting and talking with you and Anakin."

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Angelus grinned. "Not worried about your bad reputation?"

[ooc: I know! It sucks b/c I'll be leaving in about an hour for dance class, so I'll be offline until later tonight, if that. Hey, how'd you like Serenity?]

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"I can't imagine how you could hurt my bad reputation." She winks, then shrugs. "Besides. Jerusalem likes you. He liked me until yesterday and I need to fix that." For reasons you'd never understand.

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"Jerusalem likes me?" Angelus asked. "Huh. What did it? The way I look in these pants?"

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Beka rolls her eyes. "Yes. I'm sure that's it." If he wasn't a vampire she'd probably thwap him, but he is, and she has to remind herself that they are not. friends. even if they're fucking.

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"Hey, never even met the guy," Angelus said. "But it's nice to know my reputation occasionally proceeds me. I was starting to think I needed to wear a T-shirt."

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At the thought of Angelus in a tight t-shirt, Beka's mind flashes places it really shouldn't go in public. "Yes, your reputation quite precedes you. It's highly accurate. On all counts."

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"But apparently not prolific enough," Angelus shrugged it off. "Anyway, I'm thinking start fresh. Clean slate. Task one: separate the idiots from the herd, however literally that needs to happen."

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(OOC: We've moved and have been having an exceptionally rocking conversation, that will of course require Angelus to have been sitting back and watching his two proteges with amusement and to interrupt at some point soon with some trenchant insight.)

[fh_jackass]

[ooc: is now picturing Angelus going to a dance class. In leotard. *sigh* Separation of muns and characters, dammit!]

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[ooc: It's even funnier when you realize I do belly dance. Try that outfit on for size ;) ]