Friday after classes - Locker 327, and parts west: Xander and Barbossa search for sound-bites

[soldtoarmenians]

Anybody foolish enough to be anywhere near Locker 327 in the first place, might remark, "Wow, what a freakbasket" at the sight of Xander Harris approaching it very carefully, a hand-held tape recorder in one hand, and a paper basket containing the remains of a Bloomin' Onion in the other. Or possibly "moron" might be substituted for "freakbasket," depending on the personal taste of the observer.


{ooc - probably extremely slow-timed over the weekend}