Kraken Campfire, Later Tuesday Night

[the_merriest]

Rikku hoped it wasn't too dark that people wouldn't be able to see that she now had purple hair.

Aly was on her short list of Favorite Teachers Ever.

She hoped the Kraken bathroom had recovered from any possible dye-related mishaps.

Rikku sat in front of the campfire, bouncing to herself. Ready to chat the ear off anybody and everybody who dropped by.



[so very open]

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[turtle-techie.livejournal.com]

"Somehow I got put in Sex Ed-" And the look he gets at relating that is almost flaily, even now. "And some class where the teachers have got to be certifiably crazy - today we covered bricks in papier mache and then smashed them," he said, shaking his head in wonder.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Okay, if Sex Ed this year is anything like how it was last year, I can understand your reaction," Bridge says. "...and okay, setting aside the fact that I can think of no possible practical use for a papier mache covered brick, why would you make something only to break it?"

[turtle-techie.livejournal.com]

"I don't know what it was like last year, but the teacher this year is a jerk," Donnie said firmly. "And I have no clue. Are classes usually that nuts?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Becky wouldn't give me a cookie because I didn't feel comfortable picking up a holographic hooker," Bridge makes a face. "They can be but usually there's *some* sort of productive reason behind it?"