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Office hours, Monday
Mohinder was glad to be back in Fandom - vaguely puzzlement at the fact that today was a Monday nonwithstanding. His feet were resting on his desk and his laptop perched on his lap while he made an effort to scan through his notes. In between flicking through what historical sites he could find on the internet, looking for any traces of the angel ( Read more... ) -
Things that never happened - Chicago and beyond
Waiting was never something Mohinder was good at, and it became apparent that he wasn't going to disappear from 1933.
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Office hours, Monday
Mohinder had found his office spotless when he'd first arrived. A closer look showed that his books had been rearranged by colour and by size. Shaking his head, he had begun to resort them ( Read more... ) -
MCA Roof, Tuesday Afternoon
Mohinder had been looking for somewhere quiet today. He'd spent the morning in his apartment, unpacking and occasionally frowning at his shoes. It had been disturbing enough watching them try to scrawl notes yesterday - laces weren't made for holding a pen - but they hadn't shown any further signs of life ( Read more... ) -
Office hours, Monday
Mexico had been relaxing, but more than that it had been nostalgically warm. That was why Mohinder, back in his office, was wearing another layer over his shirt as he made less than successful attempts to concentrate on his work ( Read more... ) -
Office hours, Monday
Mohinder had come to work, deciding that this week's lesson plan would need a little additional refining. Which meant deciphering his notes, or at least figuring out which way up they were.
Instead Mohinder settled for outlining the topic again, which activity kept his mind busy and his head firmly settled in a number of books.
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Office hours, Monday
Mohinder had propped open the window of his office while he was working ( Read more... ) -
Office hours, Monday
Mohinder was in his office. The radio he'd been working on last week was already back in its component pieces. It hadn't taken well to being disassembled again and now several pieces seemed to have disappeared ( Read more... ) -
Office hours, Monday
After a more pleasant weekend than the last one, Mohinder was back in his office. He'd just finished an article he intended to submit to a conference in Egypt, but virology wasn't his field, and he'd taken a break to try and clear his mind ( Read more... ) -
Office hours, Monday
Mohinder had a headache, and far too many memories rattling around his skull. Thankfully those not his already seemed dulled, somehow imprecise, even if the painkillers he'd taken hadn't kicked in yet ( Read more... )