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fandomhighdorms2006-01-04 08:21 pm
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2nd floor hallway, evening
Angel was out in the 2nd floor hallway.
In theory he was going back to his room after taking Sean for a walk.
In reality he was standing in front of one of the many, many campaign posters that had his name on it and was trying to tear it down.
He might be heard to mutter words about really strong tape, and dire thoughts about someone whose name rhymed with Doreen.
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In theory he was going back to his room after taking Sean for a walk.
In reality he was standing in front of one of the many, many campaign posters that had his name on it and was trying to tear it down.
He might be heard to mutter words about really strong tape, and dire thoughts about someone whose name rhymed with Doreen.
[ooc: Open to anybody]

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He grinned. "So how long was Strom Thurmond really alive for? I'm guessing 98 years was a total PR campaign."
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He grinned. "You could probably pick some more up in one of my classes, though." He raised an eyebrow. "You know, if you were at all interested."
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"I can't believe I'm asking this, but what the teacher a human? Or, um, another undead American or something?"
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