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Post by metallum on Oct 25, 2006 22:18:41 GMT
"No way, I'm not giving you any hints."
He smiles at her and picks up a few more jars.
"Oh, that's how it is. I just thought you would let your favorite student in on a few of your secret class experiments...but I see how it is," he says in a mock sad, joking manner. He walks away, acting hurt, but then chuckles as he exits the classroom.
He keeps the door open for Ms. Craft, using a bit of his powers. He thinks about what is coming up in this secret little experiment of hers, but can't imagine why they would be visiting a bathroom to do it...
Mentally shrugging, he waits for Ms. Craft to leave her class, he doesn't want to be seen entering the girl's bathroom alone. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad...
Fat chance. Something was liable to go wrong, but that was Chemistry class for you.
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Robin Wesley
Xavier InstituteStudent 
Chloros
Plant Manipulation
Telepathy (plants)
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Post by Robin Wesley on Oct 27, 2006 19:53:27 GMT
There are two girls primping themselves in front of the mirror when Robin enters. They glance over to her. She doesn't know either of them, they look too young to be in any classes with her.
"We've got a class coming in. With boys," she says, pointing into the hallway behind her. The girls exchange looks.
"You're having a class? In the bathroom?" the blonde asks as her hair fixes itself into an updo.
"Chemistry with Ms. Craft." That is all it takes; the girls grab their bookbags and head for the door. The chemistry classes were starting to earn a serious reputation after that last explosion.
"Good luck," one says, looking a little worriedly at the OUT OF ORDER. Robin nods. She is probably going to need it.
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Post by Toni Craft on Oct 30, 2006 13:38:39 GMT
Toni, carrying more jars than safely possible (if they were to fall, surely something in the hoard of chemicals would spontaneously combust) approaches the group of nervous students outside the washroom.
She watches as Robin heads in and an instant later, two younger girls prompty run out. One of them glances at Toni and tries to hide a squeak of fear but fails miserabley. As the two run away, she raises an eyebrow.
"Are they scared of me or something? I'm not that bad...am I?" She mocks hurt, but quickly turns back to the task at hand. "Alright folks, everybody follow me! There be science beyond these doors!" And then, with another thought, "And I'm not talking about some of the more disgusting aspects of the human digestive track."
Toni bumps the door with her shoulder and enters the reasonably small bathroom. She sets her supplies upon the counter and pulls the hand scrawled OUT OF ORDER sign off one of the stalls. An instant later, the iron clamp she had installed is reabsorbed.
The toilet had been untouched which was expected, since she had only been gone for a few minutes. It was the wheelchair accessible stall, and fortunately it was large enough to fit most of her small class into.
Toni pokes her head of the stall, noting that there are a few students missing.
"Hey! Where's everybody else?"
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Post by metallum on Oct 30, 2006 18:39:21 GMT
Metallum walks down the hallway to the girls' washroom. Two giggling girls walk out as he's about to enter. Smiling, he enters the abandoned bathroom, well abandoned save for the few students there for Ms. Craft's "experiment". Ryan sets the jars near the sink and waits for Ms. Craft to enter the room.
Once she does, she immediately activates her own power and absorbs the metal from the clamps back into her skin. With his notebook in hand, Ryan walks over to the large stall, ready for whatever Ms. Craft has planned. Some of his classmates aren't there yet, and Ms. Craft notices.
"Hey! Where's everybody else?"
"Dunno, Ms. Craft", he replies.
And, a little under his breath,
"I can't see why anyone would want to miss this experiment"
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Post by Josh Dalton Worthington on Nov 2, 2006 3:24:50 GMT
Josh sets down the supply of chemicals psionically.
"Here you go." He was starting to wake up a little. Chemistry wasn't all bad. Just the blowing-up part. And, frankly, it was more interesting than his history class.
"Are we almost ready?" He takes a place next to Ms. Craft, keeping his senses tuned up. Hopefully he'd be able to deflect any exploding ceramics from the midline of his body with his telekinesis. He locks eyes with Robin.
<Don't worry. I'll catch anything that flies at you...> He gives her a half-smile. <You look so worried!>
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Post by Bobby Drake on Mar 14, 2007 3:20:59 GMT
(( OOC - This thread can probably be archived. ))
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