Office #10, Sunday

[living_endless]

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!]

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[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.

[living_endless]

"I think she's out of her element here, maybe," Didi said, frowning. What Teela was saying didn't fit with the girl she saw in class, and it worried her. "I wouldn't call her mischievous, no. She seems ... angry. Uncomfortable. But to be fair, it is a class about death, so it might not have her in the best frame of mind."