-and their hot breath he could feel-
Apr. 6th, 2008 04:52 amHmph. Well... if this is my last week as an entity, I suppose I ought to make it a good one.
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*deadpan
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I'm sure I need not warn everyone that disruptions in class will not... be... tolerated.... so kindly keep the inevitable comments to yourselves.
Your assignment for the upcoming class will again be creating wards. This time, though, they will be etched in stone. Yes, you will be working with acid. No, you may not take any out of the classroom. Bring your dragonhide gloves; getting any on your hands will be a bad idea.
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[[Thanks to Dwayne, Bob has a shiny, dazzling, flaring skull inside his ghostly head.
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Date: 2008-04-10 05:37 am (UTC)Plus, you know, even the formulae I know what effect they have are funny.
So either way, we all win.
Except Dwayne.((Forgive the incoherence, please.))
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Date: 2008-04-10 06:18 am (UTC)[[NP! Bob just thinks he's gone all excited-scientist now. XD]]
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Date: 2008-04-10 07:07 am (UTC)((Why do I foresee some sort of plot arising between these two? Also, edited because I forgot to fix the subject.))
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Date: 2008-04-10 07:55 am (UTC)[[Mwahahaha. XD]]