Monday: Art class

[bifurious]

Characters: Roxie Richter, any and all Fortitude students
Format: Any
This log is: open
Location: Art class
Summary: ART CLASS. Tag Roxie, or thread around amongst yourselves.
Warnings: art class

Being told she was supposed to teach art hadn't bothered Roxie. She didn't have a teaching license or anything, but whatever -- she knew art, she could teach art. She had better things to do, but she might as well help enrich the next generation's minds while she was at it. Or something.

Or so she thought until she sat down on Sunday night to come up with a lesson plan and found that she had no idea what she was doing.

Anyone coming into the art classroom on Monday morning will find Roxie sitting grumpily behind a desk. On the whiteboard behind her, she's scrawled the words, "DRAW SOMETHING."

Comments

[veepofchess]

Lelouch came in, and set his bag down on the desk. He raised a bit of an eyebrow at the instructions on the board, but so be it. He retrieved some supplies from the storage areas scattered about the room, and got his work area organized.

[knightime]

Dave slipped into the classroom. He doesn't actually know why he's doing this. This was a stupid idea.

He knew he wasn't actually that great of an artist. He only did those comics for ironic purposes. But he found that he did want to improve at the very least. Hah, expressing himself. What bullcrap.

Dave just sat down and stared at the whiteboard. Oh boy, that sure is helpful.

[drawsdeath]

Becca walked into the class and looked at the board. She promptly flopped into a chair in the very back, and tried not to cry. Drawing was her passion, and her memory of how had been stripped from her. Even trying gave her a roaring headache. No way was she putting herself through that just for class.