07/09/2012
WHO: 2012 Persona Users + Oscar
WHERE: Dormitory attic
WHEN: July 9th, 10AM-ish
WHY: Attic cleaning! And beginning of what will be a terrible disaster.
Being principal, he was able to assign himself with any group. He just figured that supervising the kids cleaning the attic and basement would be easiest. After all, he did live in the building himself. This way he didn't even have to worry about dragging himself across the street in the heat. At least, that seemed like it was a great plan until he remembered that the attic lacked the central air found in the rest of the building.
The stuffiness of the room hit him immediately when he unlocked and opened the door. Oscar tugged at the collar of the his polo shirt. He would have to send someone to go get a floor fan when his group got there. For now, he lifted a few windows open and glanced around the room. The previous faculty had to have been a bunch of lazy packrats. A lot of this junk was going to get tossed. Or sold. A school yard sale probably wouldn't have been a bad idea. Windows open, he unlocked the door to the girls side and prepared himself for waiting.
He tipped a random table laying on the floor to sit upright and picked up a matching chair to sit on. He then opened up the book he had brought with him, but checked his watch before he started reading. If they weren't early that meant they were late in his mind. And Oscar didn't care much for late students.
WHERE: Dormitory attic
WHEN: July 9th, 10AM-ish
WHY: Attic cleaning! And beginning of what will be a terrible disaster.
Being principal, he was able to assign himself with any group. He just figured that supervising the kids cleaning the attic and basement would be easiest. After all, he did live in the building himself. This way he didn't even have to worry about dragging himself across the street in the heat. At least, that seemed like it was a great plan until he remembered that the attic lacked the central air found in the rest of the building.
The stuffiness of the room hit him immediately when he unlocked and opened the door. Oscar tugged at the collar of the his polo shirt. He would have to send someone to go get a floor fan when his group got there. For now, he lifted a few windows open and glanced around the room. The previous faculty had to have been a bunch of lazy packrats. A lot of this junk was going to get tossed. Or sold. A school yard sale probably wouldn't have been a bad idea. Windows open, he unlocked the door to the girls side and prepared himself for waiting.
He tipped a random table laying on the floor to sit upright and picked up a matching chair to sit on. He then opened up the book he had brought with him, but checked his watch before he started reading. If they weren't early that meant they were late in his mind. And Oscar didn't care much for late students.