Difference between revisions of "Log:Run Or Sleep?"
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Tabitha has her backpack down under her chair and her notebook on the table, her leg crossed under her as she leans forward, one elbow on the tabletop, chewing on her pinkie nail. She looks at the instructions for the assignment, and then at the tray of minerals they're supposed to be sorting. Her eyelids are drooping, and it's hardly a wonder. She's got something of a reputation as That Girl Who Always Falls Asleep In Class. Rumor has it that she has paperwork documenting her diagnosed narcolepsy, and that's why she avoids any disciplinary actions for her drowsiness. She's right there with Donny in not even trying, though she picks up the little flake of mica and starts playing with it between her fingers. "This one's pretty," she finally remarks. | Tabitha has her backpack down under her chair and her notebook on the table, her leg crossed under her as she leans forward, one elbow on the tabletop, chewing on her pinkie nail. She looks at the instructions for the assignment, and then at the tray of minerals they're supposed to be sorting. Her eyelids are drooping, and it's hardly a wonder. She's got something of a reputation as That Girl Who Always Falls Asleep In Class. Rumor has it that she has paperwork documenting her diagnosed narcolepsy, and that's why she avoids any disciplinary actions for her drowsiness. She's right there with Donny in not even trying, though she picks up the little flake of mica and starts playing with it between her fingers. "This one's pretty," she finally remarks. | ||
− | Donny puts his sample down, shrugging. "I'm lost. I mean, this is brown rock, which is different from the grey | + | Donny puts his sample down, shrugging. "I'm lost. I mean, this is brown rock, which is different from the grey rock and the green rock." He chuckles and looks over. "Do you know which one that is?" He opens his textbook to see if there might be any identification pointers inside. "I know different quartzes, and selenite, but this stuff.." He shrugs. Earth Science. The bottom floor of all the sciences. |
"This one's mica," Tabitha knows that much. "It's the flaky one. Do you ever watch Warehouse 13? There's a character on that show named Myka. She's not... quite so flaky, but she has her moments," she grins a goofy sort of grin. "It's on page, um, ninety six or ninety eight, I think." | "This one's mica," Tabitha knows that much. "It's the flaky one. Do you ever watch Warehouse 13? There's a character on that show named Myka. She's not... quite so flaky, but she has her moments," she grins a goofy sort of grin. "It's on page, um, ninety six or ninety eight, I think." | ||
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Donny chuckles at the thought of a diamond covered in Marshmallow Fluff. He nods and picks up the few grey rocks near him. At the yawn he looks up and nods. "You ok? I mean, I know this stuff is duller then hell.." | Donny chuckles at the thought of a diamond covered in Marshmallow Fluff. He nods and picks up the few grey rocks near him. At the yawn he looks up and nods. "You ok? I mean, I know this stuff is duller then hell.." | ||
− | Tabitha seems really smart, and that's the shame of it all. For sleeping through class, she knows an awful lot about what's been going on. She shakes her head briskly, standing up and then folding her other leg underneath her, | + | Tabitha seems really smart, and that's the shame of it all. For sleeping through class, she knows an awful lot about what's been going on. She shakes her head briskly, standing up and then folding her other leg underneath her, fidgeting to get her blood flowing a little. "I'm okay. I just want to go take a walk. Wake up a little bit." She frowns. "Hey!" she sits up straight, then leans forward. "I'm going to ask to go to the bathroom. If you ask in a few minutes, we can take a lap of the school and I can stop by my locker for some marshmallows for us to experiment with." A pause. "Or eat." |
Donny blinks slowly, typically not one to skip out of class.. "Um... Sure.. I guess?" He looks around.. "I mean, anything's better then this." He looks around at the rest of the class and fidgets nervously with the zipper on his hoodie. | Donny blinks slowly, typically not one to skip out of class.. "Um... Sure.. I guess?" He looks around.. "I mean, anything's better then this." He looks around at the rest of the class and fidgets nervously with the zipper on his hoodie. | ||
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Donny waits about 5 minutes, actually taking the time to get as much done as possible, just so they don't get into *too* much trouble. After what feels like the appropriate amount of time has passed, he too, raises his hand and gets permission to head to the restroom. He ducks out the door. | Donny waits about 5 minutes, actually taking the time to get as much done as possible, just so they don't get into *too* much trouble. After what feels like the appropriate amount of time has passed, he too, raises his hand and gets permission to head to the restroom. He ducks out the door. | ||
− | By the time Donny's made it out of class, Tabs is | + | |
+ | By the time Donny's made it out of class, Tabs is fidgeting from foot to foot in the little nook between the wall and the lockers, anxious to get moving. Her head's just drooping to the side, and the CLONK of her cranium against the side of the locker is just about masked by the click of the classroom door opening, jerking her awake enough to move off into the hallway, just two students on an errand, judging from the matching passes in their hands. "I just need to move around, or else I was going to take a nap on top of my notebook. My locker's down this way." | ||
Donny nods and follows. "Are you ok, though? I mean, it's not like a reaction... to, like, medicine or something?" And by something he means a form of illegal narcotics. Donny's not one to judge but he seems to notice quite the epidemic of substance abuse in the school as of late. He follows the girl down the hall. "I mean, I don't care, I just need to know in case you get worse." | Donny nods and follows. "Are you ok, though? I mean, it's not like a reaction... to, like, medicine or something?" And by something he means a form of illegal narcotics. Donny's not one to judge but he seems to notice quite the epidemic of substance abuse in the school as of late. He follows the girl down the hall. "I mean, I don't care, I just need to know in case you get worse." | ||
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"The walk will help more than the sugar. Sitting in place is just... a recipe for naptime. But the sugar'll help, too, until I crash. No more than one horse's worth of horseshoes," Tabs utters axiomatically, grabbing another marshmallow for herself and holding out the bag for Donny to pick anything he fancies from it. "It's like sedimentary rock, right? If I sit still long enough I just get glues to whatever I'm sitting on, and then become part of the scenery. Tabitha National Petrified Forest Blayer," she gives herself a new impromptu middle name. "Want to head out the side door and race once around the building? Loser has to buy the winner a comic book?" | "The walk will help more than the sugar. Sitting in place is just... a recipe for naptime. But the sugar'll help, too, until I crash. No more than one horse's worth of horseshoes," Tabs utters axiomatically, grabbing another marshmallow for herself and holding out the bag for Donny to pick anything he fancies from it. "It's like sedimentary rock, right? If I sit still long enough I just get glues to whatever I'm sitting on, and then become part of the scenery. Tabitha National Petrified Forest Blayer," she gives herself a new impromptu middle name. "Want to head out the side door and race once around the building? Loser has to buy the winner a comic book?" | ||
− | Donny nods and he listens to the girl describe her condition. "Ok.. I see.." At the question of a race, he raises an eyebrow and chuckles nervously.. "Um.. I guess?" He chuckles | + | Donny nods and he listens to the girl describe her condition. "Ok.. I see.." At the question of a race, he raises an eyebrow and chuckles nervously.. "Um.. I guess?" He chuckles again and shrugs, giving the girl a 'Why not?' look. |
Tabitha pinches the side of her ziplock baggie, drawing her fingers along the seam and sealing it up, then diverting sideways across the hall to a side door, looking behind her. "Ready?" she makes sure, hands on the door handle, but waiting for the mark before opening it up and sprinting outside. | Tabitha pinches the side of her ziplock baggie, drawing her fingers along the seam and sealing it up, then diverting sideways across the hall to a side door, looking behind her. "Ready?" she makes sure, hands on the door handle, but waiting for the mark before opening it up and sprinting outside. |