[Jeff, God of Biscuits] Office Hours of a Sort

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

Former Principal Bristow has handwavily left... highly suggestive notes for a few of his former students to come see him so they can explain themselves thoroughly. It's certainly not because he misses his students. That would be silly and very un-Bristow.

[OOC: If you think Bristow might take an interest in what your character's been up to since he left, you probably got a note. If you're a 2005 Pageanteer, then you can definitely put yourself on the list]

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

So much for hiding.

Cally took a deep breath before she stepped int J, GOB. She put on her best smile when she saw Mr. Bristow.

"Ummm, hi, sir?"

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"Veruca. Have a seat. Biscuit?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally sat down. "No thank you. I, ummm, already ate, sir."

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"I see. A well-balanced breakfast, I trust."

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"I had a muffin and some orange juice, sir?"

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"It will have to suffice. Tell me, Veruca, how do you define the word 'embarassment'?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Something that leads to feeling ashamed and stuff?" Cally said. "Because it isn't something to be proud of?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is not here because she got a note. Pippi is here to get an assortment of delightful baked goods for the Teal Dear road trip today.

Though she notices the man who was in a number of pictures from last year's yearbook, and... Wasn't he at graduation? So she smiles at him.

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

Bristow does not smile back.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi tilts her head and her smile turns inquisitive. As if to say, "Are you okay?"

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

Bristow arches his eyebrow .79 millimeters. As if to say, "Bitch please."

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"Hm. So you are ashamed of your involvement in my pageant. You lack pride in it. Is this a fair conclusion to draw based on your comments to Ms. Mackenzie last night?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders would never admit that he meeped out loud when he got the note. Nor would he admit to having flailed like a flaily flailing thing upon the realization that Bristow was in town -- because he really needed one more thing to flail about.

Nevertheless, here he was.

"Wow. Um, hi again, sir. You --" gulp -- "wanted to see me?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally gulped. "Maybe a little, sir?"

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"Have a seat, Mr. Anders. Biscuit?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi completely misinterprets the message, and buys the poor lonely fellow a bearclaw.

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

Bristow said nothing. His face didn't move an iota, but it had somehow honed itself into a finely tuned glare of death.

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

Bristow runs a brief, "quickie" forensic analysis on the bearclaw. Once it comes back clean of toxins, he eats it.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker had wondered, for about half a second, if she could possibly pretend to be sick or in another country when she got the note. Yeah, that'd work.

She grabbed an extra-tall mocha before approaching ex-Principal Bristow's table. "Good morning, sir. I enjoyed your Radio broadcast last night."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Sure?" Anders sat down very cautiously and helped himself to the smallest one he could find, hoping he wouldn't choke on it. Funny how he hadn't seen Bristow in about a year now, and the guy still terrified him. "So, um, what's up, sir?"

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Because of my own failings to follow your high artistic vision?" Cally added, trying not to tremble.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is pleased as she believes the fellow seems much cheered up by the bearclaw.

Because really, how can you not be happy when you have a bearclaw?

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"I could ask the same of you. There's a certain acrid, stale smell. Picking up bad habits?"

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"It was meant as a commentary," Bristow said, "and not as a source of amusement." Yes, things had started quite well.

[spyprincipal.livejournal.com]

"So you would agree that the pageant itself had high artistic merit?"