Office hours, Friday

[offthelisthero]

Mohinder had opened up the office with the intention of checking his class notes and his email. Instead he found a package on his desk, stamped and marked from New York, the contents - journal editions - wrapped in old newspapers.

Wrong, interesting, and huh... Mohinder highlightered a paragraph and continued to scrawl notes in the margins.

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[berserkerminsc]

After a few games, Minsc also decided to take Rosie for a little tour of the second floor of the school. "And this," he said, "is Sir Mohinder's office. Sir Mohinder!" He raised an arm as he noticed the other teacher was there, and then gestured toward the little red panda accompanying him. "Have you met Rosie? Normally she isn't like this, but that's certainly no reason not to say hello."

[offthelisthero]

"I haven't," Mohinder said, standing and laying aside his journal, pen wedged securely behind one ear. He nodded at the panda, "Rosie."

"I take it she's normally human?" Somehow it seemed necessary to ask.

[berserkerminsc]

Rosie the red panda didn't seem too keen with Minsc for the introduction in her current state, but she also figured she'd get over it.

Minsc nodded. "Runs a place called the Gig, does a bit of blacksmithing. I'm just helping her out until she goes back to normal or I can locate a spell or potion to turn her back."

Because, damn it, that was how these things worked in Faerûn.

[offthelisthero]

"She- You," He wasn't quite sure who to address, "Doesn't do this often? I think it just happens here sometimes." Mohinder listened to the radio.

"I trust Boo is taking it well."