Charlie's gone mad.

[x-pete.livejournal.com]

I am assured that the horror I was presented with when I returned to the mansion is not, in fact a bleeding joke.

Well, no, it is, but it's worse than that. Boys and girls, we need to start commital proceedings for both Charlie and Ms. Alison Blaire. It is for their own good, and your saftey, because if we don't get them out of here sharpish, there's no telling what they'll do next.

In the meantime, though, I seem to have been railroaded into the post of student guidance counsellor. I'm still not entirely sure what the job involves, but they tell me I should just draw on my own teenage experiences in order to help guide you poor bastards through life. Accordingly, if anyone wants advice on which brand of glue is best for sniffing, or how to hotwire a car, my door is apparently open. If you have some kind of personal trauma, or just want to bitch about a member of the faculty, or another student, that's good too. I may even stretch to actual advice.

I'll work out some kind of nonsense about office hours later, I'm sure, but in the meantime, should you feel the urgent need for guidance counselling, or whatever it is I'm supposed to be doing, feel free to come and find me, and I'll make it up as I go along.

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[x-pete.livejournal.com]

Ask me again when you've got a driving license.

[x-dazzler.livejournal.com]

There now, see? You're doing just fine. ;)

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Yes sir.

[x-pete.livejournal.com]

Look, don't take this the wrong way or anything, but for christ's sake, stop calling me sir. Pete's fine, or Mister Wisdom if you really must, although I'll probably spend half my time wondering why you're talking to my Dad. The only people that've ever had to call me sir are the squaddies I used to get stuck with on the more horrible jobs I had to do.

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Er, all right Mr. Wisdom. I'm sorry. I don't think I could call you Pete. I mean, maybe, now that you're a councilor, because I can't call Al "Ms. Blaire", but... it's just wierd.

[x-cypher.livejournal.com]

_I've_ got a driver's license. And actually, learning how to hotwire a car seems like a sick sort of fun. I know I'm probably ruining my image as the poster boy for wholesome here at the mansion, but...

That and I was wondering if I could chat with you about my incident at the mall. Self-defense and stuff like that.

[x-pete.livejournal.com]

I know I'm probably ruining my image as the poster boy for wholesome here at the mansion

Good work, that man. Yes, I will teach you to hotwire a car.

That and I was wondering if I could chat with you about my incident at the mall. Self-defense and stuff like that.

No problem, come hammer on my door when you get a minute. Don't let the decor put you off, it was Blaire's idea.