Welcome to Gaia! ::

::watches carefully the reactions, facial expressions, and body language of his classmates as notes fly about, smirking approval at Lead's thumbs-up, and watching with great amusement as Carrie intimidates the teacher. "Is this period going to end or what?" Drex thinks to himself. He then takes another long, slow drag from his cigarette, and blows it at the teacher, who starts to cough and splutter from the fumes::

*Smiles to himself as he reads the note. Just don't give me an reason to hate you and I won't. he thought. She's the one that suggested in the meeting in the first place; she can't be that assuming of everyone's feelings. Takes a look at Carrie who is sharpening her knife and scowling at Donatelli. Except Caparelli does look obviously hateful toward the Donatellis. If she wants a meeting then she'll get one.

DAMN! *she sucks her finger, seeing all eyes on her she says* Cut myself... I think it's sharp enough.... but maybe just one more test... *she flings the knife at Donetelli's desk where it sticks perfectly in front of her hand* Yep... it's good... *she get's up and pulls the knife out of the desk* I think you've got a lot to learn before your at my level.... *walks back to her desk, pulls up her pants leg, and places the knife back in the strap* Continue *she says as the teacher had stopped talking*

: biggrin rex takes a quick moment to study the latecomer as he walks in. He studies his facial expression, the movement of his eyes, the way he walks, the way he writes, and the various wrinkles in his clothes that might, in fact, be carrying various nasty surprises. All of this is done, of course, in a matter of a second or two::

::Upon deciding that he doesn't pose much of a threat, Drex leans back in his seat and takes another drag from his cigarette, laughing mentally to himself about the current state of affairs between him and the teacher. He then blows another mouthful of cigarette fumes at the teacher, who pretends not to notice, but now has a vein conspicuously protruding from her forehead and an expression of suppressed frustration mixed with fear on her face::

: biggrin rex shrugs to Carrie and reaches for his notebook::

"Are you actually listening to the teacher? I stopped listening long ago. I don't need to. Like I said, I like to learn everything I can about the people I'm going to be around, and it turns out the teacher here has some more unsavory parts of her past. In that light, how'd you like to be dismissed early? We can talk about whatever it was you wanted."

She noticed Lead give her a funny look and just rolled her eyes. I wonder who he is? She watched him, trying to asses his stature.

Sounds good to me *she get's up and walks to the door, not caring about the very angry look on the teacher's face*

: biggrin rex rises and begins to follow Carrie, but upon noticing the angry look on the teacher's face, he stops and leans in close to the teacher and whispers some pointed words:: Don't worry, Sugar, she's with me. You look like you're about to object to our early departure- [at this she splutters a few incoherent words of outraged agreement] Well, [he interrupts] I'd sure hate for the heat of argument to bring to light a few incidents involving a certain teacher and a gerbil wrapped in duct tape.

::At these last two words the teacher turns as white as a ghost and sits down in her chair. Drex then leans in and whispers a few more things into her ear in a very low voice:: "OK," she says in a voice of breathless shock, "I'll write you that note. Go anywhere you want, just get out of here before you ruin me."

::Upon recieving the note, Drex claps the teacher on the back and says:: Glad you could see it my way. You're a very intelligent teacher. ::and heads out the door::

::Once he's out the door, he looks at the note, and shakes his head:: Man, there's a lot of sick people in the world.... good thing they're so easy to blackmail; I'd be out of a job otherwise.