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Post by Clopin on Dec 7, 2010 21:30:25 GMT -5
"Mon dieu dog! STOP IT!" Clopin said, as he bent down to Garnar's level. "I can't be picking you up all the time! I do have to pick up pencil and paper at some point." the gypsy said, as he stood back up to face Taylor.
"Now then, we might as well go in." he growled. Taylor frowned and nodded, as she pulled Clopin along with her.
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Post by Red on Dec 7, 2010 21:31:58 GMT -5
"Uh, alright then." Henry said as he looked at Wallace. Odd teacher. Certainly not as odd as his own father. Chelmey. Chelmey was such a freak. Like that little dog over there. Henry did sort of want to make a good impression on the teacher, though that was able to change anytime soon. Henry took a seat after taking a questionaire.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 7, 2010 21:32:25 GMT -5
Garnar whimpers his tail quickly disappears between his legs looking up at Clopin with pained eyes then enters the room "sorry" he said
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Post by Red on Dec 7, 2010 21:35:23 GMT -5
Wait a minute. Did that mutt just speak? Either Henry was still recovering, or he was going crazy. More reason to hate the dog. Testing Henry's sanity he was.
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Post by Puck on Dec 7, 2010 21:37:27 GMT -5
Puck glanced up to see Clopin, Taylor, Garnar, and a boy he didn't recognize enter the room. Great. This was just what he needed.
Taking the questionaire from the teacher, he blushed, skimming over some of the questions. God, he was such a freaking prude. Glancing up at Clopin, Puck attempted a smile, but given the present circumstances, it came out more as a look of dread.
"Hey. You got roped into this, too?" He asked the other grimly.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 7, 2010 21:37:36 GMT -5
Garnar walks passed Henry he glances at the boy "hello there" he said giveing him a small smile then heads over to the chair
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Post by Clopin on Dec 7, 2010 21:37:41 GMT -5
Taylor and Clopin took their seats next to each other, barely noticing the other students around them.
"I really despise that unicorn." Clopin said, as he looked down to the questionnaire in front of him. Taylor raised one eyebrow as she looked at her own, and then back to Clopin.
"I have a feeling that I'm really going to hate this class. The teacher already gives me the creeps." she said, as she heard Puck's question.
"Yes. Bob forced us into it." Taylor said.
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Post by wallacewells on Dec 7, 2010 21:39:37 GMT -5
Wallace kept his eyes on the door, hoping some people with sanity would enter.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 7, 2010 21:40:46 GMT -5
Garnar wags his tail "i came on my own free-will puck" he said to his friend "i want to know how i was made" he grins as he lays under Clopin's desk
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Post by Puck on Dec 7, 2010 21:41:14 GMT -5
Puck took a seat nearby, staring up at the ceiling as if to say why me? Grell was so going to pay for this.
"I will hate that shinigami for the rest of my life," Puck muttered, eyes closed. As if turning in that assignment hadn't been bad enough. Now he was going to have to go through this kind of torture as well.
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Post by Red on Dec 7, 2010 21:42:02 GMT -5
Henry was so distracted away from his questionaire by the dog. Bewildered he was when the dog spoke to him. Testing his sanity was not a smart thing to do with Henry. "I'm dillusional. Dog, you want to sit with me?" the boy asked as he looked at Garnar. "I'm sure nobody's going to mind." Henry had that old charm he had when he was adopted. Yes, that was great. If he still had that charm, he could convince other people to get what Henry wanted.
Dang. The dog was with that gypsy boy. He could hear them talking about coming here either forced or free will. Of course the dog came by free will. I came because Betty said if I take this I can get extra points or something.
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Post by Garnar on Dec 7, 2010 21:44:44 GMT -5
Garnar cocks his head at Henry "my name is Garnar" the small puppy stares at the boy surveying him "and no thanks i'm sitting with my owner Clopin" he motines to the man in the desk that he was laying under. "of course do you have any treats?"
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Post by wallacewells on Dec 7, 2010 21:45:52 GMT -5
Wallace turned back to the class, "Well, I guess this is it." He stood up and leaned on one arm on the desk. "Welcome to sex ed. I'm Wallace Wells, and you can call me Wallace if you'd like. I pretty much know a lot about this field, and if you wanna find out why, don't ask." He smirked at the male populi of the class with that. Hopefully he still had his powers of turning men gay by a glance. He sure was lonely.
"When you're finished your questionnaire, leave it on the desk. Any questions can be directed my way. Otherwise, we will start actual class tomorrow once I go through the questionnaires to find out what all you already know."
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Post by Clopin on Dec 7, 2010 21:49:52 GMT -5
Clopin turned to Taylor. Was the man serious? The girl frowned as she looked at Wallace. "This is really, really dumb. For real." she groaned. Clopin nodded in agreement, as his gaze slid over to the new boy...Henry. It seemed that he and Garnar were talking, but the gypsy was too distracted with the task at hand, and it was to fill out that questionnaire.
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Post by Red on Dec 7, 2010 21:50:54 GMT -5
Attention quickly turned from Garnar to Wallace. Henry liked Helen, didn't he? Or, there was that one girl that he didn't catch her name. Oh well. She was unfortunately, in a different house. Both of them were. Bright green eyes watched Wallace Wells, before looking at the questionnaire again. Right. Ignore the dog as best as you can, Henry Connors. Errm, James Anderson. Henry thought to himself. He highly doubted it though. Henry was sure the dog would whine and he would deal with it. Like his father would have dealt with anything. Anything at all he would deal with an angry face. Except for his new wife.
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