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With all the parents and guardians and friends and surprise guests around, Zoe figured she'd better be in her office, to field any concerns and answer any questions (hopefully not about certain teachers). She wasn't sure what kind of questions people might have, but that was half the fun of this weekend, really.

Date: 2011-10-01 04:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theoriginalmb.livejournal.com
If Lex was going to continue to attend this fascinating school, or else be summarily pulled out, then it was only proper that Lionel get a feel for the principal. Especially since, unlike Excelsior, he didn't have half the school board in his pocket.

Which is why he was knocking on Zoe's door.

Date: 2011-10-01 05:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theoriginalmb.livejournal.com
Lionel entered in, less imposingly than he might have, but some people just naturally swept into rooms, and Lionel was one of them.

He grinned as he caught sight of Zoe. If nothing else, this was a far more pleasant first impression than he'd had of any of Lex's other principals. "Principal Winchester?"

Date: 2011-10-01 05:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theoriginalmb.livejournal.com
"Lionel Luthor." Still smiling, he introduced himself, offering a hand. "My son Lex recently started here."

Forging his signature and running halfway across the country (and forward in time) to do so, but depending on how this conversation went, Lionel was willing to forgive him the defiance. Not necessarily keep him enrolled, but forgive him.

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Date: 2011-10-01 04:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sheknowsstuff.livejournal.com
"Hello, Principal Washburn," said the young woman coming into the office. "I'm Layla Miller."

And yes. Because it had to be said.

"I know stuff."

Date: 2011-10-01 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sheknowsstuff.livejournal.com
"Actually I'm here to check in on you," she replied with a little grin. "I'm a... friend of Jamie's."

Date: 2011-10-01 06:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sheknowsstuff.livejournal.com
"Actually, I'm his future wife," Layla replied with small smirk. "Just don't judge me for that. I have no choice in the matter."

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Date: 2011-10-01 05:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] knight-lion.livejournal.com
Jaime was exploring the school where his brother supposedly was spending most of this time these days. It left him... well, a little bit bored, to be honest. He paused outside of Zoe's door, tilting his head as he read the sign and the title connected to something Tyrion had told him yesterday.

"You must be the wench in charge of this place," he concluded. As Tyrion had pointed out the lack of kings and nobility, wench seemed the appropriate title. Or Jaime just liked calling women wenches.

Date: 2011-10-01 05:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] knight-lion.livejournal.com
"Jaime Lannister," he introduced himself, a cocky Lannister smile in place. "My brother apparently works for you then."

A Lannister working for a wench. Now there was something that hopefully would never get back to Lord Tywin.

Date: 2011-10-01 06:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] knight-lion.livejournal.com
"Is he now?" Jaime looked interested and he stepped a little further into the office. His eyes swept across the room out of habit, seeking out dangers that might be lurking there rather than seeing what was in the office itself.

"His students enjoy his philosophy classes?" he asked. There were different reasons to be popular now and Jaime wanted to make certain it was the right now.

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Date: 2011-10-01 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] checkshisradius.livejournal.com
A rap of knuckles against the door, and Peter was double-checking the area before focusing on the Principal. "Principal Winchester? Special Agent Peter Burke, FBI."

Date: 2011-10-01 09:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] checkshisradius.livejournal.com
"I'm Neal Caffrey's... case officer, I suppose." He gave her a rueful smile. "I wanted to check to see how he's settling into teaching here." And if he'd been committing any felonies on the side.

Date: 2011-10-01 10:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] checkshisradius.livejournal.com
"I bet," Peter muttered, grimacing. "He hasn't been... encouraging any of them to put things into practice in real life, that you've noticed? Because that would definitely break his parole."

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Date: 2011-10-02 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nodeliveryboy.livejournal.com
Bran hadn't originally intended to visit the dean, but after speaking with Mercy's teachers he thought it important. He doubted it would change anything, if the kind of behavior certain teachers were exhibiting hadn't been dealt with by now then they wouldn't be.

At least this way he can say he went through proper channels first. Knocking on the door, Bran stuck his head in.

"Principal Winchester? I'm Bran Cornick, a family friend of Mercy Thompson. I was wondering if you have a moment?"

Date: 2011-10-02 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nodeliveryboy.livejournal.com
"I want you to know that I'm very impressed with the school here," Bran said, taking a seat across from the woman.

"I'm glad that Mercy has the opportunity to come to a place like this. I was wondering though, if you could tell me what it is that Mister Madrox is supposed to be teaching and what credentials, if any, he has to do so?"

Date: 2011-10-03 02:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nodeliveryboy.livejournal.com
"That man," Bran said, raising an eyebrow, "Teaches common sense thinking?"

Bran could understand that if the purpose of the class was to not do the ridiculous things the man asked, but that didn't seem to be the case.

"I fail to see, if that's the case, why Mercy has a D or an F in the class. Mr. Madrox didn't seem to know her grade. But it would seem to me that choosing to not lick the doorknobs in the dorms would be the common sense thing to do."

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