Outside the Danger Room, 7th period

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Holding a large stick with a piece of poster board attached wasn't the easiest thing to do with one hand. Which meant that Blair's big protest sign today spent a lot of time leaning on the walk next to him when his arm got too achy.

He felt bad though and intermittently would call out the sign's message loudly. "Give Peace a Chance!"

[ooc: Same drill as last time, posted with permission of teacher. Open for interaction and arguing and harassing.]

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel grinned at Blair as he approached the danger room. "How goes the protest?" he asked.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"It's going, man." Blair didn't bother to pick up the sign for Bel and just waved. "My sign is much less offensive this time."

[demonbelthazor]

"Gonna join my demon support club if I get permission from the school to create it?" Bel asked.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

"Give peace a chance?" Jim repeated as he headed for class. "Around here?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Around here, especially." Blair nodded, holding the sign with his good hand.

[sensitivejim.livejournal.com]

Jim shook his head. "Any luck so far?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner tried to sneak past Blair and get into the classroom without being noticed and therefore called on last week's 'offer' of being an inside informant.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Dude!" Blair waved his good hand at Conner who he totally saw. "How'd it go last week?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wandered by on her way . . . well, somewhere. She looked from Blair to the sign to the door to the dangershop, and immediately came to the conclusion that the robots were attacking again.

Thus, she sat down next to Blair.

"Yeah! Peace!"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Right on, man." Blair bounced. "Did you come to help protest?"

[daemonridden.livejournal.com]

"Blair!" Lyra called. "Hey, I was looking for you, and, uh, I forgot their name. Anyway, they handwavily told me you were here." She looked at him struggling with the sign, and looked puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Hey Lyra." Blair waved his good hand. "I'm protesting demon hunting."

[likethegun]

Sam did his best not to facepalm again when he saw Blair and his sign. "Thank you for changing the message to something less...offensive," he said.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, man." Blair stood and leaned the sign against the wall. "I'm sorry about last week's sign being so rude. I should have thought about that more and not accused you guys."

He held out his non-casted hand to shake. "Are we good, man?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blinked at Blair and then slowly smiled.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

And then he spotted her (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/798923.html?thread=61284043#t61284043).

"I promised that I'd keep you out of detention for hitting him."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair smiled back at Alanna. "Hi!"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter stopped and looked around for Alanna. He'd promised her that he'd keep her from hitting Blair if he did this again.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Hey there, man." Blair waved his good hand at Walter.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker was just passing by on her way to go bug Dr. Wilson or Mr. Azriphale, and had to stop and facepalm. "Blair. What are you protesting?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Hunting class!" Blair waved his good hand at Parker and bounced.

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

Having been warned by Sam, John was not surprised to find Blair parked outside the door of the Danger Room when he exited at the end of the class.

He studied the sign for a moment with his arms crossed over his chest. "That brins back memories," he all but drawled wryly.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Good ones?" Blair asked hopefully.

[once-a-king.livejournal.com]

Amused, Peter shook his head at Blair. "How're you doing?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I'm doing good, man." Blair smiled at Peter. "How're the ribs?"