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Post by macxcheese on Oct 9, 2014 4:19:03 GMT
Morgan entered the classroom, flicking on the lights as she went. She lazily floated over to her awaiting desk, sighing when she reached it. She sat down and put her head in her hands. Today was her day for detention duty, and she was really not feeling it.
She leaned back up and smoothed out the papers strewn across the desk. Maybe this time could be useful, she thought as she looked around. The classroom was in disarray (mostly her fault) and needed some spiffing up. Cleaning would be a great task to teach the children about... organization! And, um, responsibility! And they'd have such a terrible time that they'd never get in trouble again! Okay, so that last one was wishful thinking, but a girl could dream! She sighed again and began drumming her fingers across the table, not even noticing the first student arrive.
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Post by celestialleonidas on Oct 9, 2014 15:15:28 GMT
Gil smiled as he floated in the room, reclined in the air like it was the most comfortable of beds. "Afternoon, teach!" He said, floating over to a desk that was flipped on its side. He waved his hand lazily, using magic to right it, then sat on top of it with his legs crossed. "What torture you got in store for me, Cards?" He teased, waiting for the obvious angry response. "Sorry about that. Your cards, I mean." He said flippantly, blowing a stray strand of hair out of his face.
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Post by macxcheese on Oct 9, 2014 21:42:11 GMT
Morgan jumped when the genie suddenly spoke. She rolled her eyes at him, replying, "'Sorry' won't get you out of detention! And speaking of..." She shuffled around her desk, finally pulling out a clipboard and pen. "You need to sign in. Name, date, and teacher." She held out the pen and watched him begin writing. The corner of her mouth twitched up and she added, "By the way, that pen is special. By signing with it your magic will be put on hold for the next two hours that you're here." Cain had given each teacher such a pen, which were made after two certain alumni wreaked havoc detention after detention. A satisfied smile lit up Morgan's face as Gil completed his signature and she pointed to his desk. "Stay seated while other students arrive." She wasn't certain that there were any others, but she guessed they would find out soon enough.
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Post by celestialleonidas on Oct 9, 2014 21:47:49 GMT
"Tch. Stupid restrictions." He complained, putting his head in his palm and staying seated on the desk. "But, my magic isn't the only trick in my arsenal." He said with a sly smile, shifting his gaze from the windows to the teacher. "I have a feeling you'll hate me more than you do now after this fun bonding experience." He predicted.
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Post by pinkcatninja on Oct 9, 2014 22:45:58 GMT
Shay wandered in like a giant moss slug. He didn't even bother to lift his hood above his eyes. His plan was simple. Get to detention and take a nap. Granted, naps were exactly why he was here in the first place, but he didn't care!
Actually, he did care, a little bit. Enough to worry about it. In fact, he worried about it so much it made him even more tired. Wasn't the best situation to be in, but eh. Doing anything else would have required too much effort.
While Shay's mind was rushing around, his head started to move down. The siren call of a well deserved nap called to him. He stumbled over to a desk so he wouldn't end up falling asleep standing up. He flopped into the chair. The sheer force of this caused Shay's hood to fall off his head as he fell into the chair. He let out a disgruntled whine.
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Post by celestialleonidas on Oct 11, 2014 0:33:42 GMT
Gil sat, disgruntled at his lack of magic for the next hour or two, drumming his fingers on the table and looking at the narcoleptic boy that is in his class. "Yo, we just gonna sit here, teach? You don't wanna be here, he wants to sleep, and I'd like nothing more than to get my magic back so I can get outta here, so how about we make everyone happy?" He suggested, putting on a winning smile.
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Post by macxcheese on Oct 12, 2014 3:57:49 GMT
Her eyes almost rolled back in her head at Gil's quip. Shamrocks, who did this kid think he was? "No one is leaving early, I'm afraid. If you want something to do, why don't you organize those cabinets over there. Or do homework. Just something useful with your time!" She frowned deeply while saying the last part and turned her attention towards the newcomer.
"Sorry Mr. Monday, but you need to sign in before you attempt a nap. Which, by the way, will cost you an extra detention if you try it again." She held out the clipboard and pen towards him. "By signing this you have no magic for two hours. Just please do something worth your time."
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Post by celestialleonidas on Oct 12, 2014 17:59:07 GMT
He sighed, resting his head on the table. "Place is a dump." He muttered, pulling a paper and pencil from his knapsack and starting to draw.
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Post by pinkcatninja on Oct 12, 2014 23:51:40 GMT
Shay sighed and rolled his eyes. “..if it gets me out of another detention... I guess I can do something..worth my time.” He grunted and signed in. He also proceeded to remove his cloak and hand it to Morgan. “…I figure this counts as magic..and I.. would probably fall asleep in it anyway.” Mostly he figured it was better to make himself uncomfortable. That way, he would hate this entire situation and put in the effort to get through it without falling asleep. He was not happy over the idea of “doing something worthwhile”. However, he knew that it would get him in less trouble if he just played along. “..How would you like us to clean the cabinets... Ms. Fitzpatrick..”
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Post by macxcheese on Oct 15, 2014 0:48:56 GMT
Morgan took his cloak, setting it on a misshapen coat hook in the corner of the room. "Thank you for your cooperation!" She caught Shay's emphasized word and looked pointedly at Gil while replying. "I would like you both to organize the papers alphabetically by putting them in separate file folders." She noticed a sweater hanging out one of the wooden drawers. "And, er, just put anything else you find on one of the back tables. I'll find somewhere for it. Eventually." With that she started on her own mess, pulling out leaflets and ungraded assignments from the large pile on her workspace.
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Post by celestialleonidas on Oct 18, 2014 2:27:50 GMT
Gil grumbled but got to work, filing by numbers. He smiled when he saw something colorful sticking out of a file folder. "What's this?" He whispered in wonder, pulling it out and looking at it to see a picture of his dear old teacher and who he recognized as the Christmas teacher asleep in the hallway with sharpie drawn all over their faces and the pumpkin man smiling deviously in the corner of the snapshot. "Teach, what do you want me to do with THIS?" He asked, his voice gaining a devious lilt at the end, walking across the room and holding it up for her to see.
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Post by pinkcatninja on Oct 21, 2014 23:35:07 GMT
Shay tried to file the papers, but found it to be a harder task then he expected. He tried to do it quickly but well, which was never one of his strong suits. He knew the faster he did it, the quicker he would be done, and thus the more he could sleep. Instead he had to slow down and take his time to make sure he did it right. If he got even one file wrong, it is possible he would have to do it all over again. Unlikely, but Shay didn't want to risk his nap time.
He rolled his eyes at Gil. She had clearly said throw it on the table. Shay blinked a few times. He was normally not so grumpy about such things! He needed to rest more then he thought!
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Post by macxcheese on Oct 22, 2014 1:30:43 GMT
Morgan squinted at the photo before letting out an undignified screech. "I'm going to kill him!" she yelled, snatching the picture away. She stuffed it in one of her desk drawers and whipped her attention back to the genie. "And you! Maybe you should take a cue from your fellow detentionee and keep quiet! This is not your time to play!" Man, this kid really rubbed her the wrong way! "I'm starting to consider letting Mr. Monday go so you can do the work yourself! How would you like that?"
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Post by celestialleonidas on Nov 3, 2014 19:30:37 GMT
Gil laughed and smiled, hopping over desks and chairs as he bounded away from the angry banshee. "Alright, alright, but I don't see why I can't break the silence before it bores me to death!" He said, his eyes sparkling. "Maybe letting loose would be good for you, Miss Fitzpatrick. Maybe the Valentine's teacher will take you out partying!" He said, laughing while he opened a file, putting it with many others he was supposed to be organizing.
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Post by pinkcatninja on Nov 4, 2014 5:44:14 GMT
Shay looked between two pages. He looked over at Gil. "..I can't see Ms. Heartnet as the party type. More the baby sitting the Halloween teacher type.." He put the pages away before giggling to himself.
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