o4. ♌ action | closed

[moirailcompass]

[It is nearing curfew and Nepeta is neither in the training center or in her dorm. She is, in fact, in someone else's dorm.

Nothing strange there, sans for the fact that the owner of said dorm is not there with her. How she managed to get in is anyone's guess, but there is a reason she earned the title of Rogue in the trolls' session of SGRUB.

She had been waiting for Vriska to return for a while now, but it was only in the last ten minutes that she became distracted by a fly. Those buggers had a habit of doing that, and she was now engaged in an unspoken competition with it. Both were perched on the windowsill, she behind Vriska's venus fly trap and eying it beadily.

Neither moved--neither would forfeit this match.]

[ Action || Eng 101 || Wednesday ]

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[This. Was. STUPID.]

[Equius was generally not a fidgeter, but this class was just so boring that he wanted nothing more than to get up and leave. He already knew all this stuff - he'd been building robots since he was two sweeps - and he'd only taken the glubbing class so he'd be able to have access to the equipment. He was starting to regret it though, as he listened to the teacher drone on and on and on...]

[In the end, he just stopped paying attention at all and just started drawing robots on the paper where he was supposed to be taking notes. His designs were far better than this pathetic excuse for an instructor could come up with, anyway. Really, he should be teaching the class himself. Maybe then these stupid, petulant wrigglers would actually learn something useful.]

[Finally, the teacher announced the homework assignment and gave the students the option to work together. Ugh, as if Equius would ever stoop so low. He'd finish this assignment in less than five minutes and go back to drawing robots.]

[ action - monday ] Ϟ [ 02 ]

[subjected]

[ The first day of actually teaching is almost always a touch stressful for a new instructor, but for the pink-haired woman who spends her few remaining minutes of morning frowning, arms crossed, and standing outside the specified doorway, something like that is almost laughably trivial. She's faced much worse, after all, so... honestly, that's far from what really bothers Claire about this whole thing.

It's who is in the classes that's the problem, and what is behind her mental seething with such intense dislike. However, if any of the Pulse l'Cie think they can mess with her so easily? Then they're in for a pretty big surprise, that's for sure. She'll make it very clear that she's not going to be thrown off by such simple things!

Anyway, after that's all through and her classes have finally come to an end, the former PSICOM lieutenant makes her way over to sit in the quad instead, carrying her ubiquitous folders, a book, and several fruits. She isn't really that hungry, and even though she doesn't really feel like being in public view right now either, she also knows that if she locks herself away she may do something regrettable. Best to hold herself accountable and... fresh air is supposed to be good for you anyway, right...?

This post is also for anyone enrolled in the MOV101 classes in general- feel free to mingle, mess with your lovely, serious-business instructor here, or... whatever. XD If doing so, please note the day and time. ]