by Leeseetsa » Tue Dec 20, 2011 2:28 pm
(Math class has become social hour, apparently. Everyone's just chatting, or planning to ditch math.)
Wandering around the halls, Malcom got a good idea of where the hallways, classrooms, and faculty lounges where. If only he could get access to something more, like the blueprint of the skeleton frame, or the security mappings, or, heck, even a plumbing map... But no. All of that kind of activity would be tracked. He'd have to bring a sketchpad with him tomorrow to make floorplans. Lost in thought, he was headed strait to the mass of people in front of the Math Class room when some furson backed into him.
(Can someone throw Malcom a bone, here? Er... ball of yarn?(2017agreen said that this needed to be dramatic! What could be more dramatic than raging on the new kid?))
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Leeseetsa on Tue Dec 20, 2011 2:41 pm, edited 2 times in total.