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

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[nuclear_snide]

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...?

[living_endless]

That might have worked if Didi hadn't been hoping for an interruption.

"Bob," she called, far more warmly than he might have expected. "Come on in. We aren't doing anything."

[nuclear_snide]

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.

[patertempore]

"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.

[hawkofabarrani]

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?"

[living_endless]

"She's in my class," Didi confirmed, her father having been dispatched to bother the librarian for the moment. "Lovely girl." (She would have said this no matter which student she was discussing.) "Anything in particular you wanted to talk about?"

[hawkofabarrani]

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."