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Fandom Radio, Monday, March 9
Dean: Good evening, Fandom.
Sam: I hope, for those of you who were fighting yesterday, that it's a painless evening as well.
Dean: No pain, no gain though.
Sam: Wow, way to channel Dad there for a second.
Dean: Dad knows what he's talking about. And when was the last time you sparred?
Sam: Whenever the last time we did it was, I guess.
Dean: Dude.
Sam: What? It's not that big of a deal for us these days.
Dean: Until you get your ass kicked because you're out of practice.
Sam: You haven't been practicing either, have you?
Dean: More than you.
Sam: I could probably still kick your ass.
Dean: In your dreams.
Sam: That sounded like an invitation.
Dean: Any time, anywhere.
Sam: You know, I'm going to remember you said that after we're done here.
The School
Sam: The Business 101 class started working on individual business plans for a rest-of-the-semester project, and the So You Want to Make a TV Show students turned in what they filmed last week before taking up their cameras again and directing each other in in-class filming.
Sex Ed talked about sexual and gender identity - in particular, the students' identities and what's considered acceptable in their home cultures which, I imagine, is probably a lot different than what's acceptable here. After class, Tony Stark came by for his usual visit, and complimented Mr. Rogers on how thoroughly he handled the topic.
Mad Kings and Queens talked about Joshua Norton, who wanted to be the emperor of the United States, and both Tahiri and Jaina checked on Ben before the class got started on whether Norton was crazy or a visionary. Cal had crabs in the library - um, the actual animal kind, and that's going to make for an interesting shift this week if they don't all get chased out.
Dean: Seafood for lunch?
Sam: What? No, that would be mean.
Dean: Probably a good thing you only hunt ghosts.
Sam: Yeah, I really don't have much interest in hunting normal things. The Blank Page Art Club had a planning session to figure out how they want their art show to go, with plenty of time left over for actual art making, and the Young Entrepreneurs talked about the kind of case they might want to get for their Fandom emergency kits, before taking the time for their usual networking.
Minsc and Boo were a little roughed up still from yesterday's fight club, but held office hours anyway, and Tyler was having some quiet time in his office until Lindsay came by with a present she bought him on the cruise, and Mr. Algren came by to talk about the fight club. I don't know why, but something about that last part just seems wrong.
Dean: We got a club for everything else, why not?
The Dorm
Dean: Over in the dorm, Penelope was back from a weekend trip and spent the morning reading in bed. Liir received a letter and a visit from Amber who worried she had gotten him sick. Chuck once again has a penis and was contemplating his phone. And I really don't know if we need to dwell on Bass' sexual perversions with small electronics.
Peyton was emo and sketching in her room. Meg was sick and asked her to turn the music down so she could rest. Huh, wonder if she caught the bug from Amber. And Angela came by to tell Peyton that she wasn't married anymore and had a new boyfriend. Fast work.
Romeo picked Dojima up for a date on the roof and they talked about her post-grad plans. Yeah, I guess it's starting to get closer to having to make those, huh?
Sam: No. You're not allowed to.
Dean: I'm not allowed to make plans?
Sam: You can't leave if you don't have plans.
Dean: I think they pretty much make you leave once you graduate, plans or no.
Sam: Maybe, but I'm going to keep denying that it's happening. It makes me feel better.
Dean: You going to want me to go to college with you too?
Sam: Not yet. I have a year still to talk you into that.
Dean: Uh huh. Jaina brought John dinner and they cleared up a little misunderstanding while he was smug at her. Myn got a message and then started to pack to go home forever. Aw.
Tahiri replied to some messages from home, and got ping pong explained to her by Hurley. Zayne came by to update her on his own trip home and Ben came by to assure her all his limbs are intact. Which good. It's a rule I have for my little siblings -- keep the limbs you're born with.
Arthur was down in the salle this morning playing with his sword. Not dirty. He tossed some short cold quips of warning at Dinah and got bitchy at Ronan about magic. Alice apologized for being late and Arthur wasn't bitchy at her which is good because if he had been, I may have had to beat him about the head and shoulders for a while.
Sam: Yes, I'm sure getting beaten up would have made him much less bitchy.
Dean: He can be bitchy all he wants. He just doesn't need to spread it around. Emmett was getting into trashy talk shows in the fourth floor common room this afternoon, and Hurley taught Triela how to play ping pong down in the rec room this evening.
And back up on the fourth floor tonight, Cal was watching Rumor Gal and introducing Worf to Thin Mints...possibly dirty.
Sam: There's nothing dirty about Girl Scout cookies. That's so not allowed.
Dean: Dude, anything can be dirty, given sufficient imagination.
Sam: I think it's safe to say that in this instance, you have way more imagination than I do.
The Town
Sam: Ben Reilly had some loud company over at his place this morning, which I'm sure made his neighbors very happy. Ender was hard at work at Stark Industries until Ben stopped by to fill him in on his latest mission, and Liz was hard at work at the Arms Hotel.
Mayor Summers brought his new toddler with him to Town Hall, and Deputy Mayor Scherbatsky was a little weirded out by the presence of an actual child. I would have been too, from what little I know of the mayor. Joan was surprised to find bags of flour at Covent Garden Flowers, and Romeo set up a spring display at Pixie Dust.
Lacey was doing something with a branch in the display window of the diner, and no, squirrels, she wasn't setting it on fire. Daisy was working on transcribing the weekend's radio broadcasts to the police station's records, and got to deal with a grumbling, annoyed Ray, and meet Matt, who told her about his legal aid office.
Worf was working his way through some tax forms before Reno stopped by to spar. Chad opened Groovy Tunes, Teddy opened the Android's Dungeon, and Chad brought him coffee and donuts, the snack of choice of boyfriends island-wide.
Alex did some reorganizing at the Magic Box, Triela opened the Freelance Police Headquarters, and Bender opened The Gig and set himself up with a small TV. Tony was reenacting scenes from Space Battles at Coyote Medicine, and Arashi tried to catch up on the hour of sleep he missed by napping at Caritas while Tino manned the bar.
Dean: Speaking of, the whole daylight savings lose an hour thing? Sucks.
Sam: Tell me about it. I still feel a little out of whack.
Dean: This would be where I'd point out that you're always a little out of whack, but I'll be nice and won't.
Sam: Awww, thanks Dean. Just for that, I'll be a little nicer when I kick your ass in sparring.
Dean: Delusional too.
Sam: Totally realistic, I assure you.
Dean: In bizarro land.
Sam: Okay, fine. Later this week, I'll spar with you. Just the two of us. What do you say?
Dean: You're on. I haven't kicked your ass in a while.
Sam: And you probably won't this time either. We'll see. Anyway, I think that's all the notes, so it's time for us to say good night, Fandom. Everyone, have a safe and non-achy week.
Sam: I hope, for those of you who were fighting yesterday, that it's a painless evening as well.
Dean: No pain, no gain though.
Sam: Wow, way to channel Dad there for a second.
Dean: Dad knows what he's talking about. And when was the last time you sparred?
Sam: Whenever the last time we did it was, I guess.
Dean: Dude.
Sam: What? It's not that big of a deal for us these days.
Dean: Until you get your ass kicked because you're out of practice.
Sam: You haven't been practicing either, have you?
Dean: More than you.
Sam: I could probably still kick your ass.
Dean: In your dreams.
Sam: That sounded like an invitation.
Dean: Any time, anywhere.
Sam: You know, I'm going to remember you said that after we're done here.
The School
Sam: The Business 101 class started working on individual business plans for a rest-of-the-semester project, and the So You Want to Make a TV Show students turned in what they filmed last week before taking up their cameras again and directing each other in in-class filming.
Sex Ed talked about sexual and gender identity - in particular, the students' identities and what's considered acceptable in their home cultures which, I imagine, is probably a lot different than what's acceptable here. After class, Tony Stark came by for his usual visit, and complimented Mr. Rogers on how thoroughly he handled the topic.
Mad Kings and Queens talked about Joshua Norton, who wanted to be the emperor of the United States, and both Tahiri and Jaina checked on Ben before the class got started on whether Norton was crazy or a visionary. Cal had crabs in the library - um, the actual animal kind, and that's going to make for an interesting shift this week if they don't all get chased out.
Dean: Seafood for lunch?
Sam: What? No, that would be mean.
Dean: Probably a good thing you only hunt ghosts.
Sam: Yeah, I really don't have much interest in hunting normal things. The Blank Page Art Club had a planning session to figure out how they want their art show to go, with plenty of time left over for actual art making, and the Young Entrepreneurs talked about the kind of case they might want to get for their Fandom emergency kits, before taking the time for their usual networking.
Minsc and Boo were a little roughed up still from yesterday's fight club, but held office hours anyway, and Tyler was having some quiet time in his office until Lindsay came by with a present she bought him on the cruise, and Mr. Algren came by to talk about the fight club. I don't know why, but something about that last part just seems wrong.
Dean: We got a club for everything else, why not?
The Dorm
Dean: Over in the dorm, Penelope was back from a weekend trip and spent the morning reading in bed. Liir received a letter and a visit from Amber who worried she had gotten him sick. Chuck once again has a penis and was contemplating his phone. And I really don't know if we need to dwell on Bass' sexual perversions with small electronics.
Peyton was emo and sketching in her room. Meg was sick and asked her to turn the music down so she could rest. Huh, wonder if she caught the bug from Amber. And Angela came by to tell Peyton that she wasn't married anymore and had a new boyfriend. Fast work.
Romeo picked Dojima up for a date on the roof and they talked about her post-grad plans. Yeah, I guess it's starting to get closer to having to make those, huh?
Sam: No. You're not allowed to.
Dean: I'm not allowed to make plans?
Sam: You can't leave if you don't have plans.
Dean: I think they pretty much make you leave once you graduate, plans or no.
Sam: Maybe, but I'm going to keep denying that it's happening. It makes me feel better.
Dean: You going to want me to go to college with you too?
Sam: Not yet. I have a year still to talk you into that.
Dean: Uh huh. Jaina brought John dinner and they cleared up a little misunderstanding while he was smug at her. Myn got a message and then started to pack to go home forever. Aw.
Tahiri replied to some messages from home, and got ping pong explained to her by Hurley. Zayne came by to update her on his own trip home and Ben came by to assure her all his limbs are intact. Which good. It's a rule I have for my little siblings -- keep the limbs you're born with.
Arthur was down in the salle this morning playing with his sword. Not dirty. He tossed some short cold quips of warning at Dinah and got bitchy at Ronan about magic. Alice apologized for being late and Arthur wasn't bitchy at her which is good because if he had been, I may have had to beat him about the head and shoulders for a while.
Sam: Yes, I'm sure getting beaten up would have made him much less bitchy.
Dean: He can be bitchy all he wants. He just doesn't need to spread it around. Emmett was getting into trashy talk shows in the fourth floor common room this afternoon, and Hurley taught Triela how to play ping pong down in the rec room this evening.
And back up on the fourth floor tonight, Cal was watching Rumor Gal and introducing Worf to Thin Mints...possibly dirty.
Sam: There's nothing dirty about Girl Scout cookies. That's so not allowed.
Dean: Dude, anything can be dirty, given sufficient imagination.
Sam: I think it's safe to say that in this instance, you have way more imagination than I do.
The Town
Sam: Ben Reilly had some loud company over at his place this morning, which I'm sure made his neighbors very happy. Ender was hard at work at Stark Industries until Ben stopped by to fill him in on his latest mission, and Liz was hard at work at the Arms Hotel.
Mayor Summers brought his new toddler with him to Town Hall, and Deputy Mayor Scherbatsky was a little weirded out by the presence of an actual child. I would have been too, from what little I know of the mayor. Joan was surprised to find bags of flour at Covent Garden Flowers, and Romeo set up a spring display at Pixie Dust.
Lacey was doing something with a branch in the display window of the diner, and no, squirrels, she wasn't setting it on fire. Daisy was working on transcribing the weekend's radio broadcasts to the police station's records, and got to deal with a grumbling, annoyed Ray, and meet Matt, who told her about his legal aid office.
Worf was working his way through some tax forms before Reno stopped by to spar. Chad opened Groovy Tunes, Teddy opened the Android's Dungeon, and Chad brought him coffee and donuts, the snack of choice of boyfriends island-wide.
Alex did some reorganizing at the Magic Box, Triela opened the Freelance Police Headquarters, and Bender opened The Gig and set himself up with a small TV. Tony was reenacting scenes from Space Battles at Coyote Medicine, and Arashi tried to catch up on the hour of sleep he missed by napping at Caritas while Tino manned the bar.
Dean: Speaking of, the whole daylight savings lose an hour thing? Sucks.
Sam: Tell me about it. I still feel a little out of whack.
Dean: This would be where I'd point out that you're always a little out of whack, but I'll be nice and won't.
Sam: Awww, thanks Dean. Just for that, I'll be a little nicer when I kick your ass in sparring.
Dean: Delusional too.
Sam: Totally realistic, I assure you.
Dean: In bizarro land.
Sam: Okay, fine. Later this week, I'll spar with you. Just the two of us. What do you say?
Dean: You're on. I haven't kicked your ass in a while.
Sam: And you probably won't this time either. We'll see. Anyway, I think that's all the notes, so it's time for us to say good night, Fandom. Everyone, have a safe and non-achy week.