Monday

[gottakilldaves]

Characters: Jack Noir & Conquest Students
Format: prose, actionbrackets, whatever the hell you want
This log is: OPEN obviously
Location: Wilderness Survival Class, which isn't actually outside because fuck that
Summary: actually make that Minimal Effort Teaching 101
Warnings: if someone doesn't get stabbed I'll be very disappointed

[For the second day of class Jack decides to actually show up, so if anyone was hoping to get another free period out of it they're shit out of luck this time. Five minutes late, he slams open the door and stomps angrily over to his desk, taking about two seconds to look over his class before deciding he hates every last one of you.]

Alright all you whiny little fucks, let's get one thing straight here-- I'm don't wanna teach shit, and you're all probably hopeless doomed wimps anyway. But apparently I'm getting paid just to be here, so fuck if I'm gonna waste my time anywhere else.

So here's your first lesson, everyone shut the fuck up. Knowing when to shut the fuck up is a great skill to have when you don't wanna get murdered in the woods. You can all practice that for the rest of the class.

[With that he takes his seat, kicks his feet up on the desk, and begins doodling on the back of a random book.]

Comments

[leadscrows]

[ ...this is stupid. She was finished with school years ago at home, and every day of the same? Boring. She picks things up too quickly. She knew how to survive in the wilderness at the age of five.

So instead she quietly slips out of her desk and makes her way up to Jack, making sure that the knives she's stolen from the kitchen are easy enough to reach and pull if she needs them. ]

Very artful. Are we learning painting next?

[gottakilldaves]

[He was drawing a lovely picture of an adorable Scottie dog, and by lovely I mean he sucks at drawing. He growls and crumples it when she sneaks up on him, though.]

How about we start with sitting back in your fucking desk and getting out of my face?

[leadscrows]

I've been finished with school since I could learn my letters. [ A pointed yawn with the free hand so that she can show just how bored she is!! But also stepping away in case he gets violent. ]

What is it with everyone here being so obsessed with the things that go on in the bedroom?

[gottakilldaves]

And I'm not a fucking teacher, suck it up.

[aaaand it takes him a minute to figure out what the hell she's trying to say there, because he's not used to this whole other universes thing where people talk all weird. He slowly raises an eyebrow.]

Better get used to it now, kid. Not gonna change my speech for any whiners.