Issue 2: Back at school!
OOC: Look, I'm low on inspiration for this particular post.
At Imp's question, Niles--or, Pharrolax one would suppose--spun around. As they turned around, they still held the piece of chalk in front of them, wrist cocked into writing position.
There was a smile on Berman's face.
"Well, Imp, it's funny you should ask. See, my theory is that there are no differences at all! No, that's completely impossible, starting with you, Pharrolax. Oh, stuff it, Niles. Homework!"
Pharrolax started wheeling down the rows, picking up homework from people. She stopped at Trouble, looking down and quietly saying, "I'm sure your assignment was excellent, godling."
She winked at Trouble in a strange, friendly, authoritative sort of way--the sort of wink only a vaguely hip teacher could wink at a favored student.
Continuing down the way, she also paused at Piper, smiling down at the infernal brat.
"I'm sure you have your homework, Piper?"
***
Hunter
It was Noah, who had taken a seat that was usually someone else's.
"Hey dude, everybody's talking about you. Sorry I was a jerk in PE, dude. You want to hunt ghosts with me and Trouble later?"
He was smiling, leaning over, and reaching a hand out to shake Hunter's hand--a proverbial olive branch.
This message had punctuation tweaked by the GM at 02:43, Thu 01 Dec 2022.