Math time shenanigans

[utopiamods]

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Location: Math class

It's a bright and sunny weekday morning. The sort of morning one should be spending sleeping in, or failing that, outside playing with friends.

Sadly for all of you, you're in this classroom studying logarithms. (Well, except for those of you who are cutting class. Good luck when finals roll around!) Right now, you've been split up into groups of three and four and should be quizzing each other on the questions from the end of the chapter in your textbook. If you're anything like ordinary high school students, though, you're probably discussing something completely different.

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[aceofspades]

Jack was about ready to stab something.

Mind you, he was always about ready to stab something. But this was something entirely different than his usual rage. No, this was concentrated at one concept in particular.

Teachers.

Jack had only been here for a short while, and he knew without a doubt how much he loathed these wastes of body material already. Each one of them (all four of the ones that had politely stopped him and asked why he wasn't in math class) made him sick. Would've made him sick even as a body on the floor, but at least then he could retch without getting sweetly asked if he needed directions to the nurse's office.

And this uniform! While he did have to admit it was at least tolerably designed, being forced to wear anything by anybody was an immediate ticket into Rageville, population: Jack. And Rageville's only inhabitant had had enough trouble getting the damn thing on over his wings and tentacles that he was just ready to leave the damn things on so he didn't have to fiddle with them. He'd have just refused, but the teacher was quite adamant, and Jack didn't particularly fancy being locked in his room.

However, finally having managed to put on his uniform, the ex-Archagent of Derse stomped up to the math classroom. Without his walls, he couldn't see what was going on, after all, and that meant reconnaissance fell solely on his shoulders. Finally reaching the room, the mutated Dersite threw the door open and threw his gaze upon the first student he noticed.

"Hey, kid. Yeah, you." The Sovereign Slayer stomped over, stopping a few short feet away from her desk. "What the hell kinda place is this?"

[siscon]

She tilted her head up, taking a peek in the direction of which the sound of steps were coming from. Hiyo found her violet gaze concentrated on a male student that she could tell was older than herself. "What are you talking about?" she asked him inn response, feigning innocence, "It's a school, of course!"