Iiiiit's Monday, and that means it's time for class!

[lucetimods]

Who: All the fine students of Luceti U!
What: IT'S TIME FOR COLLEGE, YO.
When: September 8 - 12th.
Where: All over "campus".
Summary: It's the first week of class for all you wonderful students, both new and old! Enjoy catching up with friends, trying to find your classes, engaging in all aspects of college life, and... let's not forget about the upcoming game.
Rating: PG-13 at best, guys. I know this is supposed to be college but if you're going to engage in the more... racy aspects of college life, take it off-comm!
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This is the general catch-all log for the event. You know the drill by now. There's a separate log going up that will be used for Featherbook. Please feel free to use the two logs in tandem with one another. In fact, we encourage it!

Comments

Jane Foster

[searches_forhim]

A. Class and/or Theater

Jane loves her philosophy and sociology classes, and is always up for a debate or two about the state of humanity (and sexism, or racism, or agism, etc.). If not in class she might be at the theater, trying to talk whoever is in charge into doing a very serious play instead of yet another cheesy musical.

B. Students Against the Abuse of Power (SAAP)

Jane started this organization when her desk in class collapsed out from under her, and the same day the school paper ran an article about the football team's new uniforms and practice equipment. She is planning a protest of the BIG GAME and the complete misappropriation of student tuition. Meetings are in the evenings by the fountain. Bring your discontent and sign-making materials!

C. Anything Else.

Jane can often be found behind the sociology building smoking 'herbal' cigarettes and contemplating how unfair life is. Bring her a big black coffee and you're in like Flynn. She likes her coffee to match her soul - dark and bitter. :) Oddly, though, she's not completely antisocial. If you not an obvious tool, she'll probably talk to you.

A

[inkedassassin]

Miss Foster I feel your pain, truly I do, but the Student Directors choose most of what is done within the first semester- having that sense of control is vital to their understanding of wrangling their production into fruition- even if I would rather they choose more meaty subject manner.

[ He'll never understand why she isn't a member of the drama club- it would make such changes so much simpler- but Students do have limited time. All the same he's never shyed away from her discussions. ]

[searches_forhim]

[Jane doesn't join clubs because she doesn't join anything. She's not a joiner. She started a group, of which she's the leader, but following what other people tell her to do? Not exactly her forte, especially when they're fellow students that she has no respect for.]

Well there's your problem right there. Leaving such important decisions up to these airheads? How are they supposed to learn how to direct serious actors when the most involved emotion in these musicals is being a lovesick puppy? It's nauseating. And completely unrealistic.

[inkedassassin]

I can make recommendations based upon their budgets and skill level but ultimately the choice is theirs to make. It is part of the learning process. Sometimes the reasoning is as ruthless as mine- pop musicals put butts in seats. They bring in revenue.

[searches_forhim]

Nazi propaganda put butts in seats and look how that turned out.

Doesn't it bother you that this is contributing to the 'dumbification' of today's youth?

[inkedassassin]

...Jane. Did you just compare the theater department's choosing to allow students the right to decide what they wish to produce to the Holocaust?

[ Where is that bottle of brandy- no that's a prop. No, that too is a prop. Arsenic? Also a prop. This is why Vastra keeps the good brandy. ]

While I applaud your passion and point of view, you must realize that preventing students from making whatever choice they would is also problematic.

[searches_forhim]

Okay, maybe I went a little far with that one. Sorry. I just wish there was more being done to encourage diversification of the type of productions we're doing.

[She genuinely feels bad about the Nazi thing, so she'll back down. There's got to be a better way to channel her enthusiasm. Martial arts, maybe.]

I'm just not the singing and dancing type.

[inkedassassin]

Perhaps you might make a primer or pamphlets, an album of different kinds of drama. If they are more aware of their options, perhaps they might make use of them.

[ Ah there is- a bottle of water. He uncorks it and sniffs, making certain it hasn't been colored with- anything. It's clean. He pours himself a glass and offers it to Jane as well. ]

Yours is more of the spoken word than sung verse, true.

[searches_forhim]

[She nods to the offered water, thinking over his suggestion. Could it be that others are not as educated on the subject as she is? In that case, she'd be happy to give them a crash course in quality drama.]

Words can be very powerful. I think the fact that you can have a song stuck in your head but not remember any of the words just proves how much the music muddles the message.

C!

[lostinmyway]

[There's a young woman standing alone behind that building. She doesn't look very happy, so Grune changes her course from the library to go speak with her.

As she gets closer, she can see it's the girl from earlier that day on Featherbook. Maybe she just needs a friend to feel better.]

Hello.

[searches_forhim]

[Jane is not used to strangers coming up to her and speaking for no good reason. She takes another drag of her cigarette, which she loves mostly because the smoke smells like cinnamon, and exhales in the woman's direction.]

You lost or something?

[lostinmyway]

[Her nose wrinkles a little, but it's her only reaction to the gesture. In fact, rather than being put off, she comes to stand next to her.]

Oh, no. I just thought it would be nice to have a little chat. How are you doing today?

[searches_forhim]

[Once she's closer Jane recognizes her from their earlier Featherbook exchange.]

Oh, it's you. I didn't scare you off the first time, huh? You're more determined than most people.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune has been helping distraught young people through one of the hardest periods of their lives for years. She wouldn't get very far she wasn't determined.]

You didn't scare me at all. [She puts her head to one side.] Were you trying to be scary?

[It's a genuine question--there's no attempt to shame Jane whatsoever.]

[searches_forhim]

[Jane shakes her head.]

Nah, it's just a natural talent. Some people sing, other people can dance... I scare the shit out of nice, ordinary folks.

[lostinmyway]

My, that's too bad. Doesn't that make you feel lonely?

[searches_forhim]

Not at all. It feels...

[Safe?]

It's just the way it has to be.

Technically C!

[wildbluevagner]

[Kurt will arrive by the building soon enough. He's wearing his normal pseudo-90sish getup with the tip of his green boxers sticking out of his baggy pants, and he even gelled his hair a little. The cigarettes are safely in his pocket. And as he approaches with nervous anticipation, he keeps his eyes open for Jane.]

[searches_forhim]

[Jane exits the front door of the building, messenger bag slung over her shoulder, her lighter already in her hand. There are few vices she allows herself, but these smokes are one of them.

She spots Kurt and makes a beeline for him. As usual she ignores the way he's dressed and how he's styled his hair. He's a few years younger and not entirely unlike a puppy, but he's handy and loyal, which is not something she can say about most people.]

Hey. Have any trouble?

[wildbluevagner]

[He certainly looks happy as a puppy when he sees her. And he quickly reaches into his pocket to withdraw the box of cigs.]

Nope! Everything went well... The Man didn't stop me this time! [He tries to match Jane's standards. 'Try' being the key word.]

[searches_forhim]

[Jane grabs for the box like a man who's been in the desert grabs for water. It's not until she's opened it, taken a cigarette out and lit it that she even acknowledges Kurt's presence.]

I knew I could count on you.

[She's leaning against the side of the building, cool as can be, heavily lidded eyes betraying her pleasure at having satisfied her craving.]

So what've you heard about this geology club. They're having a party and you know I don't go to those kinds of things but their president's lobbying hard to get me there. Some guy named Thor.

[wildbluevagner]

[And he will take that small acknowledgement with a grin, just trying to casually stand nearby.]

A - a party? How come I didn't hear about that? ...Not that I care about those party things! But, um... that Thor guy. I think I've heard of him. Isn't he on the... football... team? [He says very hesitantly, knowing the football team isn't a very comfortable topic with her.]

[searches_forhim]

He's on the football team? Figures.

[He'd been so defensive about his little fraternity. She was tempted to show up just to make a scene.]

Find out the details, would you? I think maybe I should make an appearance.

[wildbluevagner]

I'll do what I can! [He makes a sarcastic salute.] You're really going to party it up, Jane? [She most likely has some kind of ulterior motive, but Kurt's curious.]

[searches_forhim]

[Jane just tilts her head and gives him the look.]

I'm just trying to pacify this counselor who's suddenly decided I'm the most maladjusted human being on campus. Maybe if I go to a party she'll get off my back.