Thursday, After the Infirmary

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Well-rested after her nap in the infirmary and a bit disillusioned after the non-explosion in shop class, Sam flopped down on the bed and worked on her equations for the independent study. Every so often she erased a number, scribbled out a number, or ripped out a page. A small pile of paper wads was growing on the floor next to the bed. She'd throw them out next time she got up.

She sighed and ran a frustrated hand through her hair. It stuck up in many different directions. "This is impossible." Feeling defeated, she threw the notebook on the floor, scattering some of the paper wads.


[ooc: Door is open.]

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[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"You do realize that there's a problem with deforestation in the rainforests, don't you?" Elizabeth grinned, leaning against the open door.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Huh?" Sam turned her head and saw Elizabeth. "Hey. Um, yeah. I need whiteboards to figure this stuff out properly--it's driving me nuts. But this tree was already torn down by the time I got to the notebook."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"This stuff being stuff that will fly right over my head if you just told me what it was, right?" Elizabeth said, moving into the room. "And hey. I'm bored. And my hands are cold."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

From outside the room, John starts throwing random wads of paper into the room. Wads of paper containing equations and formulas for the independent study.

They're all wrong anyway and he's feeling playful.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Probably," Sam grinned. "But it's not like negotiation and languages make any sense to me, really."

"I've got mittens in the closet, if you want them. The boredom is tougher. Where's Janet?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Okay, that's new." Sam got up to investigate and stuck her head out the door. "Hey, you. Watcha doing, other than littering?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Exactly," Elizabeth replied.

"Mittens are good, thank you," she smiled. "Janet? I'm not sure, actually."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Top shelf of the closet, pink box, right hand side," Sam said, pointing. "I've also got alcohol, a buttload of lipstick courtesy of Parker, some bananas, and a large bag of M&Ms. All we need now is an activity."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I hate math," he says from his spot against a far wall. "So I thought I'd bother you guys."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, hon," Elizabeth said, pulling out the box and grabbing at the mittens. "I've no idea where my own gloves are, and my hands are just freezing." She put the mittens on, and rubbed her hands together. "Right. An activity. As long as it doesn't involve the bananas, I'm happy."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Cool, we were just looking for something to do. C'mon in and help us think. No math. Math is being stupid today. So's physics."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Right, forgot about you and bananas. We'll leave the evil things here, then." Sam grinned, then sat up as a wad of paper (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/270604.html?thread=10007052#t10007052) came sailing in through the door.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Taking Sam's invitation, John comes into the room and ruffles Liz's hair gently. "Get all the paint off you?" He plops down on the floor, leaning against one of the beds.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth grinned. "What was that?" she asked, turning to look at the wad of paper.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth ducks her head slightly. "Hey, watch it," she says, grinning. "I did. It's pretty easy with help, as I'm sure you found out."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John blushes. "So, you guys are looking for something to do?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Oh, shut up, both of you," Sam grumbled, flopping back on the bed. She wasn't sure, but she thought there was still some paint smack in the middle of her back. It was very itchy.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth snickers at him. "We are. I came in to try and stop Sam killing trees."

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, hon," Elizabeth apologizes.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Have you guys gotten any ideas yet or have you just been in here gabbing away?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"No," Sam replied, immediately contrite. "I don't mean to take it out on you guys. You should be happy. And a certain person should be beaten with a shovel for not seeking medical attention as soon as he got sick."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"He's still sick!" John shakes his head. "I should send flowers or something."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Well, we were about to start curling our hair and making flower garlands, but I guess we could abandon that..."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I think my hair's too short for that," John says, tugging on his hair a bit.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"He's getting better," Sam said. "So, really, what he's going to need is company. I've already started bribing the clinic staff," Sam rolled her eyes at Liz.