Post by Rhexia on May 16, 2013 18:39:22 GMT -8
((OOC: YEAH LET'S TRY TO START SOMETHING! Aah, I hope this is an okay topic. And an okay title--"Club Sign-Ups" didn't have as nice a ring to it.))
"Unfortunately, I won't be able to make it to the Student Activity Fair, so one of our number will have to man our table in my stead." The club members squirmed under Iodine's gaze. He knew that none of them would volunteer for it, but the Film History Club's overwhelming introversion wasn't doing them any good. It would be a miracle if any of them managed to get someone interested in joining, let alone gaze at their table. Whatever the case, it was better to have a table than to go unnoticed.
"Palladium,"
The girl let out a surprised yelp before locking eyes with him. "Y-yeah?"
"You can run the table, right?"
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Compared to other tables, theirs didn't stand out. Their sign was a still from Citizen Kane in all of its greyscale glory with the club's name in a nondescript font. She displayed a few DVD covers on the desk, surrounding the sign-up sheet. Palladium slowly scanned the tables around her. Art clubs, sports clubs, language clubs--all of them with colorful signs and merchandise that they could hand out to interested students. Some of them were even doing demonstrations! Her table was absolutely plain in comparison.
"Maybe this is a good thing..." she mused, backing into her seat. "I won't have to talk to as many people as they will, at least."
"Unfortunately, I won't be able to make it to the Student Activity Fair, so one of our number will have to man our table in my stead." The club members squirmed under Iodine's gaze. He knew that none of them would volunteer for it, but the Film History Club's overwhelming introversion wasn't doing them any good. It would be a miracle if any of them managed to get someone interested in joining, let alone gaze at their table. Whatever the case, it was better to have a table than to go unnoticed.
"Palladium,"
The girl let out a surprised yelp before locking eyes with him. "Y-yeah?"
"You can run the table, right?"
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Compared to other tables, theirs didn't stand out. Their sign was a still from Citizen Kane in all of its greyscale glory with the club's name in a nondescript font. She displayed a few DVD covers on the desk, surrounding the sign-up sheet. Palladium slowly scanned the tables around her. Art clubs, sports clubs, language clubs--all of them with colorful signs and merchandise that they could hand out to interested students. Some of them were even doing demonstrations! Her table was absolutely plain in comparison.
"Maybe this is a good thing..." she mused, backing into her seat. "I won't have to talk to as many people as they will, at least."
