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Didi hadn't paid much attention when she was assigned an office, but she was relieved to have one now. For one thing, it was a place where Time could get wrapped up in one of hi projects -- in this case, arranging her books in chronological order -- without making her incipient headache too much worse. (She loved her father. She loved everybody. It was just sometimes for her to love him when she only saw him in small doses.)

He harrumphed over her small selection of texts, while she sat at the desk and tried to radiate good vibes for any parents or students who might stop by. It was a harder exercise than usual, but she'd pull herself together if anyone came by.

[OOC: Open office!]

Date: 2015-10-04 07:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nuclear-snide.livejournal.com
Bob was wandering a bit - if he wanted to stay in one room all the time, he could have stayed home! - and cocked his head in interest at the pair inside. Very wary interest, given the identity of the one and the feel of the other.

Maybe if he backed out really quietly, they wouldn't notice him...?

Date: 2015-10-04 08:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nuclear-snide.livejournal.com
Oh, dear. Bob pasted on his best smile and stepped just inside the door. "Just waiting for the students and their anxious parents? I would hate to interrupt."

He totally wouldn't. Except for maybe this time.

Date: 2015-10-04 08:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] patertempore.livejournal.com
"Oh, thank goodness, some proper company," Time exclaimed, standing up to get a better look at Bob. "It's nice to see someone around here isn't an infant. Hello there."

"... Dad, this is Bob," Didi said quickly. "He's a sorcerer. Bob, this is my father, Time."

Didi had an interesting family tree.

Date: 2015-10-05 01:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nuclear-snide.livejournal.com
Bob blinked. "Yes, he would be, wouldn't he?" Because one ridiculously powerful and old entity around here wasn't enough. Though he had to admit, Death hadn't caused any problems or brought anything after her so far. "Hello."

Date: 2015-10-05 02:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] patertempore.livejournal.com
"Hello," Time repeated, amiably enough. "You teach here, then? What do you make of the place?"

Date: 2015-10-05 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nuclear-snide.livejournal.com
Bob shrugged. "It's pleasant enough, even if the people are woefully unprepared given how often things attack. Still, the scenery's nice." By which he didn't mean the landscape. "And I get out and about a bit. Usually." Stupid office hours.

Date: 2015-10-05 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofabarrani.livejournal.com
Coming by was practically a given after how much Kaylin had said (and not said) whenever she had bothered to even check back in with the Hawks. Thank goodness Teela had been able to snag a copy of Kaylin's class schedule though because there had been quite a few "omissions" by silence. And it was up to Teela to find out why (and make sure their wayward mascot wasn't skipping classes just because she thought it was a stupid class and not necessary for the Hawks.)

Pausing at the door, she knocked before stepping inside. "Hello, I believe you might know my ward? Kaylin Neya?"

Date: 2015-10-05 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofabarrani.livejournal.com
Teela suppressed a smile as she stepped into the room. "Kaylin can be quite the handful; I was afraid she might have caused some mischief in your class." Or simply derailed it with her snoring. Kaylin and diplomacy (or tact in general) weren't exactly friends. In fact, in Kaylin's case, it was more like a disease.

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