Methos waits in his office for Vala, to give her extra tutoring.

Layout of South Humanities Wing, so you can find your classes and Dr. Pierson's office

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Any questions? My office hours are all day Friday, two doors down from Humanities Classroom #2. If you don't show up there, I'll assume everything is peachy and will happily flunk you if you don't fulfill requirements. Got it? Good.

Also: I am looking for a TA for this class. Please comment below if you are interested. You do not have to be enrolled in the class to TA it.

Layout of South Humanities Wing, so you can find your classes and Dr. Pierson's office

OOC Character Information:( OOC Character Information: )

IC Character Information:( IC Character Information: )

Any questions? My office hours are all day Friday, two doors down from Humanities Classroom #2. If you don't show up there, I'll assume everything is peachy and will happily flunk you if you don't fulfill requirements. Got it? Good.

Oh, and my TA for Western Civ is janet_fraiser. She's meaner than me.

After opening the library that morning, Methos gets a voicemail about CJ. He heads off for the mainland and the hospital.

Methos knocks on the TARDIS' front door.

Yesterday he didn't get much of a chance to enjoy the daylight. Now he grabbed space on a bench in the park and just absorbed.

He felt better than one good night's sleep and one decent meal should have accounted for. He'd enjoyed his day in the library with his assistants chattering and teasing him and each other. He felt... at home.

Speaking of... he checked his phone, and sure enough CJ had left him a message.

From where he sat, he could see the blue bulk of the TARDIS. He didn't know what to tell CJ -- or the Doctor.

[[Geoff?]]

After having woken up in the library, Methos made his way home. He wolfed down whatever food was still even remotely edible after a week's unplanned absence, then went and stood in the shower for a long, long time.

Methos stepped out of Dean Bristow's office, unshaven, wearing the same clothes that he had been nearly a week before, still splashed with blood.

He dove at the closest drinking fountain and began gulping down water as fast as he could.

[OOC: Bristow, I'm going to assume that basically he was turned loose with a "We'll discuss this later," and a Significant Look. Please correct me if that is not the case.]

He'd heard about the infamous closet that Rover deposited prisoners into. He never expected to end up in it. Methos pulled in his long limbs and settled in, sighing.

( The events of the morning )

Then he looked up, and Janet was there.

((OOC Note: I'm just going to assume that Rover scooped Methos out of the library within an hour or so, and that Methos is stuck in the closet until after Parents' Weekend. If anyone wonders where Methos is... only Janet has even a clue.))

( He is Methos... the, er, somewhere-around-ancient-Mesopotamia-er. )

Methos timeline: http://home.comcast.net/~carooso/methos.html

( You know, I didn't use a single naughty word, but I'm not entirely sure this is work-safe. Click at your own risk. )

Methos blinked and came back to himself, standing alone on the patio. For a few moments he did nothing but attempt to draw air into lungs that were strangely choked of it. Then he went back inside to take a very, very cold shower.

When Methos got home from his tutoring session, he found a purse on his doorstep. Checking the wallet, he saw it was CJ's.

Not certain of the etiquette of knocking on the TARDIS' door, he elected to hold onto it. He could drop it off in her class or her office hours, or when they met for beer and pizza that evening.

He could only wonder why she'd been there, and why she'd left her purse behind.

Whistling, Methos makes his way to the Apple for his evening appointment.

Special Collections. Tell me what's been going on in there.

Methos ushers Janet in. "Welcome to my humble abode. You have the honor of being my first guest. I'm going to go soak my head wash my face. The bar's over there; grab what you'd like."

Methos sits in the part near his new apartment. He managed to get very, very drunk last night and missed library work at all today, after the debacle with Draco. Now, he's nursing a hangover and trying to figure out how to find the Immortal who isn't Draco.

The bloody Immortal kid is running for STUDENT BODY PRESIDENT?!?!?!?

That's it. I'm going to get him. Now I know where to find him.

Have not found bloody buggering bastard whose head I am so taking Draco Malfoy.

Also, realized due to general insanity, have missed... three? four? tutoring sessions with Satine. Her voicemail said she accepted my apology, but she needed someone who could help her. I'm thinking right now that, with an Immortal around whose more than willing to injure others, that person shouldn't be me.

Okay, take my head NOW because I'm beginning to sound like mrdmacleod.

Also... CJ sent me flowers, and says her apartment is free for rent. I *do* need to get out of this library. Must ring her up...

Something's going on at the school tonight... Homecoming. That's right. At the very least, I can probably find Malfoy there. Must sleep first, though.

If I were to say that Special Collections was a different form of the Nightmare Cafe would anyone know what I meant? (Talk about an obscure show...)

After Kenny woke up from braining himself on the Perk's glass window, he spent the rest of the night attempting to escape Principal Connor's closet. Since the only tool he had was a spoon he'd grabbed at some point, it was slow going.

Finally, he decided that the direct approach wasn't going to work. So, instead, he gritted his teeth and stabbed himself in the heart with the spoon. It would keep him dead until some kindly person removed it, and then he could scamper off and make trouble elsewhere.

[OOC: Unless Principal Connor objects, I'd like to just pick up Kenny from the morgue and go from there.]

At least two people are in the clinic tonight. Apparently, there was a blond boy both times, who attacked, laughed, and ran. No, wait, three, now.

The child Immortal that's been stalking me since school started finally got bored with me ignoring him -- and began entertaining himself. God knows what else he's done today.

I need to talk to Principal Connor, let her know what's going on. That one of her students isn't a child, but is a 800 year old Immortal who kills for the joy of it.

Because somehow, I don't think she'd be all that pleased if I beheaded pure_blooddraco without informing her first.


( OOC Info on Kenny )

[Further OOC: Draco =/= Kenny. Even 5000 year old Immortals make mistakes sometimes.]

( Okay, I have a plot bit I need help with )

ETA: For those of you who are willing to let me do something to you, watch for an anon comment in your journal (either her personal journal or a comm if it seems to work better). React as you will to it. I will try to do a bit of give-and-take so that you've got a story to tell your friends.

ETFutherA: For purpose of clarificaton... it's a bit more than a prank. Not!Draco isn't gunning to seriously hurt you -- but if you do get hurt he doesn't care. For example, one prank that's already happened: he threw a glass bottle into the tattoo parlor, letting it shatter and shards hit anyone inside. I just need to make Not!Draco enough of a menace to justify Methos getting medieval on his ass going to the administration to argue that "Draco" needs to be stopped.