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Abnormal Psychology (10-13-05)

The blinds are gone, replaced by thin, gauzy, cream-colored curtains, but the windows have been covered over with thick, black paint that flakes off if touched. The student's desks have been removed, and six small, round tables covered in white linen tablecloths and set for tea are in the room instead. If one were to open a teapot and look inside, there is black tea steeping within, and under covered plates are pastries for students to snack on. Each table has three chairs at it. The overhead lights are off, but floor lamps have been set up by each table, giving a small radius of light around each grouping of students.

"Some of you weren't here," says Drusilla, sitting cross-legged on top of her desk. "Not for a class or two, at least, and last week was cancelled because Daddy Angelus needed a clear space for his little project at the elections. Some of you had excused absences." She makes a little meowing sound, and laughs to herself. "Some of you probably forgot that you signed up for classes...or just vanished."

She hops off the desk and walks over to the blackboard, which is shattered and cracked except for one small square. Drusilla picks up a piece of chalk and begins writing. "Detention," she says, giggling to herself. "Such fun, such fun..."

The list of students with detention reads as follows: Anders ([Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]), Roy ([Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]), Carrie Bradshaw ([Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]), and Londo Mollari ([Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]).

After writing out the detention list, she pulls open one of her desk drawers and slips out a small, bound book. Were one able to look more closely at it, the page would have the names of the students who have attended each class. "Show up to class today and play along, and I may be nice enough to take your name off my list."

"Now," says Drusilla. "Let's have class. We're going to perform an applied exercise once you've all arrived and signed in. Those of you who want to apply to be my Teaching Assistant should fill out the form after we've begun the class exercise. Your answers will be kept private."

OOC: I asked yesterday if people minded if Drusilla hypnotized their characters. If you don't mind, and didn't get a chance to answer, please post in that thread and let me know if it's okay. Drusilla will not hypnotize anyone without OOC consent. Also, if you didn't show up to the last class, and you want to be hypnotized, you get whatever disorder Dru pulls out of her sick, diseased little mind.

Also, no harm will come to anyone who drinks the tea or eats the biscuits. It's ordinary food this time.

ETA: OOC Note: Today's class is important, so please post by tomorrow morning at the latest or Dru will schedule you for detention this weekend. And then she'll run detention. :)

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/ 2005-10-13 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
*shakes head*
"Secrets are bad. Very very. Sometimes you just need to strangle someone and get it over with."

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
*looks awed* Yes! That's it! That's the perfect word to describe our love! *is promptly barrelled over by Harkness*

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"You'll never get my secrets! I know you're there, sneaking and twisting and trying to scoop out my brain then kill me." He loses his grip on Vala when she briefly grows spikes out of her skin and rakes at his hands with her teeth. Flinging himself backwards to get away from her, he reaches out and grabs her ankle. "I've got to kill you before you kill me."

[OOC: Too damn many Jacks!]

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
No! You can't kill me! Not before I tell my darling how I feel! *aims to kick Harkness in the teeth* That I return his love! That he has not suffered so long in vain!

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
*nods* Oh, I know. He's probably done horrible, horrible things.

But he loves me? How can I not forgive that?

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
*twists, barely avoids foot huge heavy club made of some odd shimmering metal, and takes the blow on his shoulder which loosens his grip*

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[OOC: Thank God, 'cuz I'm taking mine off the deep end! ;-) ]

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/ 2005-10-13 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"And sometimes the horses like to eat people and make cookies." She nods sagely.

[identity profile] conathon.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)

Taking the paper, he glances over the definition before answering the question, "Munchausen's Syndrome makes the sufferer fake and lie about diseases, claiming that they're sick when they're really not." he smiles up at her.



[[OOC: Go ahead and do it for him this period only ;) I'll have fun with that.]]

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
*squirms away and backs up*

We have a past; we're friends, so I won't tell him, Harkness. It would just be too much for everyone. Fighting over me... and you'd lose. I'd feel terrible.

But please, please don't make this any harder on yourself than it already is!

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:39 pm (UTC)(link)
*shakes head... unrequited love... it's so sad*

He'll never understand it from that. *pats her shoulder* Keep trying though. Don't ever give up! *smiles dreamily* It's worth it!

[identity profile] dorky-broots.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Broots slips and tries to act as invisible as possible.


(ooc: Feel free to hypnotize, cept I don't remember what I chose for him))

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
*Jack tries to stand up, and falls over*

My legs! Someone stole my legs!

[identity profile] thedarkchylde.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
((OOC: Have fun hypnotizing Illyana))

[identity profile] aka-vala.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
No! Oh, no! *looks horrified* See? Jack's watching us all the time! You have to stop this before it goes any further! You don't know the things he's capable of!

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/ 2005-10-13 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Faith glares at Vala. "And the black helicopters will blow off Auntie Em and dance on tables. And then you'll see-eeee!"

[identity profile] the4thsister.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
*Paige walks in and sits at the back*

((sorry didn't have Dru friended for some reason so I missed this until now.))

[identity profile] the4thsister.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
((Also can't really play tonight, sorry))

[identity profile] addams-daughter.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Wednesday blinked once, twice, looked down at her books and then up at Drusilla again. "I'm going to be late for Deviancy!" Grabbing her books, she shot to her feet and fled the classroom... apparently unaware that her Sociology class had been yesterday.


((OOC: ... the TA app turned into an exercise of slightly demented free-association. Not at all what I'd had in mind, but here's hoping it amuses.))

[identity profile] medusae-x.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Smiling wryly, Duce answers, "They don't. They're more like parasitic twins." One of the snakes winds down to look her in the face, hissing. Her hand reaches up, strokes it, and absently pushes it off her forehead. "Which is a good thing.. otherwise their digestive tract would end.. rather inconveniently."

Both hands come up, fingers running through and over the snakes lovingly, "Occasionally we feed them things. They don't eat.. but they love to bite." Returning her attention to her teacher, her smile grows lopsided, "Glad you liked our answer."

[identity profile] medusae-x.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Duce glares at Faith and Vala as they talk, scowling darkly. A muscle in her jaw begins to twitch as though she's rapidly clenching and unclenching her jaw. Catching Faith's glare, Duce explodes out of her seat, bellowing at Vala, "Would you just SHUT THE FUCK UP already?! Can't you see you're bothering her? For the love of yellow rubbery fuck just. shut. up!"

[identity profile] psycho-barbie.livejournal.com 2005-10-13 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
*wanders in after the field trip*

Sorry I'm late teach, field-trip to the body farm for biology.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_gottahavefaith/ 2005-10-13 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Faith stared at Duce, and smiled. "You fly in the helicopters over the rainbow too!" She began to applaud, but stopped quickly, glancing at Vala.
"Sorry. The curry and paintings don't talk to you. I shouldn't be funny."

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