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Class Log Week 2

Characters: OPEN!!
When: Week two of Badfic Academy
Location: Badfic Academy
Summary: School is in session
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Warnings: The usual for big logs like this
Status: OPEN!

Each class is going to have a log. Please only respond to people who are in your class. The first poster should put their class (either A or B) in the subject line.

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M-Mister Sebastian!

[Mister Sebastian is her love partner!

...

Lab partner!

In that case, she can't let him down...can she? Meirin swallows hard, heart pounding and sweat beading as she shifts her gaze down to the 'unzipped' frog. Her hands instantly fly to her nose and mouth, covering both to fight back that sudden wave of nausea.]

[He tilts his head at her. He's never been great at telling when humans feel the need to vomit... which explains why Ciel's upchucked on the ground several times in his presence.

But at least it's given him a lot of practice.]

Are you all right?

[It's a noble battle that she's fighting. Meirin nods her head, eager to reassure him. But it doesn't help her own situation. She turns a lovely shade of green, then seems to pale.

Finally, she can take her hands away from her mouth.

She catches herself before she can take a deep breath. Shallow breathing is the way to go, what with all the dead frog smell.]

F-fine Mister Sebastian!

[A subtle glance to the frog, and then back to Meirin.]

Are you feeling faint? [Changing colours like that is generally not a good sign.]

[That she could swoon and fall into his arms. That he could catch her and push the hair back from her face and look down at her with concern--

Never gonna happen.]

I-I'm fine Mister Sebastian!

[She reassures him again, but she still winces as she looks at the frog.]

C-can I help you with something?

[Good lord, she's reaching for something sharp!]

[There is a reason Meirin is not allowed near the kitchenware. This is the closest Sebastian ever gets to panicking. In a flash he has seized the extra scalpel and moved it out of her reach.]

No. The frog is already open. The only task left is to identify the organs.

[She blinks. Didn't she just have something in her hand? But oh, Sebastian is giving instructions.]

Identify the organs... Ah! Those must be the kidneys! They look like a smaller version of what Bard puts in his steak and kidney pie!

[That scalpel is now going up his sleeve. For later.]

Yes, I believe that's correct. [He moves to write that on the lab report in his elegant Victorian script, leaning down so that his long bangs hang freely in front of his ~~flawlessly beautiful~~ face.]

[Wouldn't it be nice to just...slide that blade slowly across her throat, the crimson staining her skin and blending with the strands of hair that come loose during the struggle~

But instead...]

D-do you recognize anything else, Mister Sebastian?

[Her voice is a little hushed. She's just admiring the view. And it isn't the frog guts.]

[It would. But there are so many witnesses. He glances up at her.]

Yes. I can clearly see the heart, lungs, stomach, small intestine, pancreas, gall bladder... [The list continues.]

[During rare moments like this, moments when they're physically close...his voice is like a choir of angels.

A choir of angels reciting frog guts instead of Hallelujah.

But wait...

Meirin blinks a few times before looking down at the frog.]

Frogs have lungs?

[She reaches for the report, pushing her glasses up a little.]

Wow! I just learned something new!

[Now the real Hallelujah chorus can begin.]

Yes. They breathe air like the rest of us.

[Yeah, so he's not quite as excited by her moment of learning as she is. Mostly because he's fairly certain she'll have forgotten it by nightfall. And he does SO hate to break that physical closeness, but he straightens again now that he has filled out all the lab questions.]

Now, we need to remove the intestines so that I can have a complete reference for the diagram.

But...I thought they breathed water. Like fish do!

[Now Sebastian, don't confuse her. And remember -- when trying to teach her gets to be too much, you can just smile and nod.

Smile.

And nod.]

Ah! I can do that Mister Sebastian!

[Meirin rolls her sleeves up to the elbows. It seems she's over her earlier squeamishness.]

If they did that, they would not spend so much time above water. Only as tadpoles do they breath as fish do.

[No, he's not going to stop her. He can't do everything for her. Class participation and all that.

... He'll just be standing here, watching. Waiting to see how Meirin does.]

So...sometimes they breathe water and sometimes they breathe air?

[Biology is so complicated.

Meirin gingerly pushes the incision apart, gently touches some of the exposed frog bits...

And then promptly pulls everything that was once on the -inside-, outside, including the bones. Somehow it all manages to stay in one piece, danging there between them.]

Ah! You're right! Lungs!

..........

[Facepalm.]

[Headtilt.]

Mister Sebastian?

Meirin. Please put the innards back inside the frog.

[...She has displeased him.]

A-ah, yes Mister Sebastian! Right away!

[Meirin grabs the frog skin and starts trying to shove the guts back in. But the dead amphibian is less than cooperative.]

They won't fit! What do we do Mister Sebastian!

[She looks around quickly, fearful of the faceless teacher.]

[Sigh.]

Give them to me.

[Without waiting for her to do so, he takes the froggy ribcage and everything attached and fits it back into the chest cavity before the teacher is any the wiser.]

It is all right. I shall sketch from memory.

[And if alcohol had any affect on him at all, he'd be pouring himself a big glass of something once this class is over.]

From memory? Mister Sebastian, you're amazing!

[Clearly she must reward him in some way. The wheels. They are a'turnin.]

[He's already sketchin' away.]

Nonsense. I am just a butler.

And my lab partner!

[One hell of a lab partner!]

Yes. That as well.

[And hopefully not for much longer. After a few more minutes, he straightens.] I believe we are ready to hand this in.

Okay!

[She's ready to hit the Home Ec as quickly as possible!

...No reason.]

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Class Log Week 2

Biology ((Class B))

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Biology ((Class B)) - you'll have the perfect icon for this...

Re: Biology ((Class B)) - how's this? :3

Re: Biology ((Class B)) - nice face there sebby!

Re: Biology ((Class B)) - He has really fantastic expressions when his composure cracks. :3

Re: Biology ((Class B)) - He has really fantastic expressions always!

Re: Biology ((Class B)) - Mmm like this one.

Biology ((Class B)) - Oh yeah, that's a good one.

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Biology ((Class B)) - I concur.

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