Teasing the CBB...
Aug. 19th, 2004 08:50 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
athersgeoI didn't get that much written in CS terms yesterday (shock, horror, I had to do some actual work!), so I decided I'd post what I'd got and finish the actual part today.
Francie soon found herself proved correct.
Rubbers or pens were dropped; piles books were knocked over; chairs were scraped as people moved; paper was accidentally torn. They were minor incidental noises, which, in the normal course of events, were nothing of note. Tonight, though, they served to highlight how unsettled the prep session was.
Suffering through Prudence Dawbarn's better efforts most of last year meant that Francie was at least able to give her essay some concentration despite the interruptions. As a result, she had managed quite a good start on it when the crowning glory of the prep session began to unfold and all thoughts of work were forced from her mind.
The first she knew of the happenings was a loud shriek, which, in turn, set the rest of the form to startled cries. Francie looked up fully expecting to see someone maimed, at the very least. What she actually saw left her completely bereft of breath.
Margaret Twiss was sitting, rigid at her desk, staring at a spot some two feet in front of her desk, whimpering.
"What on earth…" Francie began.
"I saw it!" stammered the obviously petrified Margaret. "It was there."
Evil place to leave it, ne?
Anyway. I'm now well into explaining poor Margaret's trouble so any CBBers passing through: Give me about an hour and it shall all be concluded. Promise!
Then, once I've done that, I shall be back on Five by Five - hopefully curing the yattering problem and possibly getting a start on ep 7, too.
Francie soon found herself proved correct.
Rubbers or pens were dropped; piles books were knocked over; chairs were scraped as people moved; paper was accidentally torn. They were minor incidental noises, which, in the normal course of events, were nothing of note. Tonight, though, they served to highlight how unsettled the prep session was.
Suffering through Prudence Dawbarn's better efforts most of last year meant that Francie was at least able to give her essay some concentration despite the interruptions. As a result, she had managed quite a good start on it when the crowning glory of the prep session began to unfold and all thoughts of work were forced from her mind.
The first she knew of the happenings was a loud shriek, which, in turn, set the rest of the form to startled cries. Francie looked up fully expecting to see someone maimed, at the very least. What she actually saw left her completely bereft of breath.
Margaret Twiss was sitting, rigid at her desk, staring at a spot some two feet in front of her desk, whimpering.
"What on earth…" Francie began.
"I saw it!" stammered the obviously petrified Margaret. "It was there."
Evil place to leave it, ne?
Anyway. I'm now well into explaining poor Margaret's trouble so any CBBers passing through: Give me about an hour and it shall all be concluded. Promise!
Then, once I've done that, I shall be back on Five by Five - hopefully curing the yattering problem and possibly getting a start on ep 7, too.
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Date: 2004-08-19 12:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-08-19 12:08 pm (UTC)That said; the resolution is up on the CBB now :)
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Date: 2004-08-19 01:09 pm (UTC)