OFFICE HOURS

[didntgetdadslooks]

Got something you want to say to your good friend The Professor's Assistant? Come on in, don't be shy! Her official hours are daylight hours - girl has to sleep? after all, probably - but if you knock on the door at night she'll generally answer. Please just make sure to leave the in-game date and time in the header of your toplevel!

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Week 3 Sunday Morning

[ladygeryon]

[Nira knocks on the door slowly.] Angel? Are you in? [Her voice definitely sounds confused.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

Yep! Come in!

4/21 evening

[philoxenia]

[ It's quite later at night when Mira makes her way over to Angel's office. She knocks... with her foot because uh. ]

Angel? I might need you to get the door.

[ Her hands are full with tea and cookies! ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

Just a sec!

[ It takes a second, but Angel does get to the door. ]

Hey, Mira.

Tuesday 4/21, around midnight

[bolderfell]

[Knock? Therion has something under his arm, but that means it's also under his cloak, so who knows what it is.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ There's some muffled music from inside, but Angel turns it off to answer. ]

Come in!

Week 3 | let's go with Thursday (? maybe) Afternoonish

[gangrene]

[ Brian needed the time to cool down, but he's still visibly upset when he marches to Angel's office. There's a pounding on her door ]

Open up!

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Hoo boy. That's fair, she was expecting this one. ]

It's... it's open.

Wednesday evening

[precognit]

[It takes Alice a long time to get over her jitters and go talk to Angel. Partly because she's never spoken to her personally, and partly because she wants to give her time to...recover from whatever that was. But she does go, a little after everyone has finished eating for the night, and knocks.]

Angel...? It's me, Alice.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ The reply takes a second, but it comes. ]

Um... come on in.

Week 3, Wednesday, late evening

[fivestagegod]

[So he's not going to go after her immediately; really, he's letting her have most of the day to herself. But he's here in the late evening hours again, and he'll knock before entering as usual, though this time he doesn't come straight in.]

You taking visitors or not?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ There's a brief, tired laugh. But by god she doesn't drop fake being super upset with him. ]

Come on in, Prodi-G.

4/22, post-punishment

[philoxenia]

[ When Mira comes by--a little while after that--she doesn't knock. But she does slip a piece of paper under Angel's door.

If you need to talk about anything, I'll stop by later at 8:00. If the note is on the other side of your door, I'll come in.

But please don't feel obligated to let me in at all. I'll understand.

--Mira ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Come 8:00, the message is in fact out there! It looks like it was crumpled up and then straightened back out, but it's definitely the note. ]

WEEK THREE, WEDNESDAY NIGHT

[nothingcanstop]

[ ...It's been awhile. Like, it's late. Quite late at night!

But here's Della, with her customary knock before just opening the door. ...If it is unlocked right now, is it? ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ It sure is! Angel is inside, writing something at her desk. ]

Hey, Della.

[ She looks... tired. ]

Thursday 4/23, 8:27 AM

[bolderfell]

[Knock.

If Angel looks, Therion's got something for her on a saucer.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ It takes a second for her to reply, but... ]

Come on in.

Friday 4/25, after the trial

[bolderfell]

[Therion actually turns back a few times, fidgeting with his scarf in the meeting room, before he finally knocks.

Knock.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ sweet therion............ ]

Come on in, Therion!

week 4 - monday

[snackooed]

[ Well, last week was definitely a lot on everyone, and Angel was most certainly no exception to that. There's probably a bit for them to catch up on, which makes Ema more than a little thankful once again for the bar; she's sure to double-check Angel's age on the profiles, just in case, before knocking on Angel's door early in the evening with two drinks in hand. ]

Angel? It's Ema. Hands not so full this time. Can I come in?

[didntgetdadslooks]

Sure thing, Ema!

[ Angel sounds cheery enough today, at least. ]

Week 4, Monday

[bogwife]

[Asking for things from Angel herself is something Zerinda has tried to avoid these past few weeks. She hasn't outright needed anything that she couldn't get from the chef or turned up in one of the "enrichment rooms" but its been four weeks and it's gotten to the point of...well, curiosity. Of what she'd be able to do if she got just a few items from home without waiting on the vending machine.

If nothing else Angel seems like a sweet girl despite who she's working for and the display that went on with Damien last week. It might be nice to just talk to her. So, Monday afternoon, she raps her knuckles against Angel's door.]

Helloo~? Angel?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ The reply from inside is cheery! By Monday, at least, Angel seems to have recovered from the whole Puppet Murder Thing. ]

Zerinda! Come in!

Week 4, Sunday

[lovelikeyou]

Angel?

[So, has Rose not been here for a little bit? MAYBE. It's possible she was...a little freaked out by the secrets motive, and what that implies the Professor knows. What Angel might know. How could she even look someone in the eye who knew that?

But maybe she's just being a selfish coward. That sounds as likely as anything.]

How are you?

[didntgetdadslooks]

I'm doing alright... do you want to come in?

WEEK FOUR, TUESDAY, EVENING

[nothingcanstop]

[ Her normal entrance, a customary knock and a split-second pause before the door swings open. ]

Yo, 'sup.

[ She's distilled it down to a science. ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ She catches the tail end of the song Angel is listening to off her tablet before she turns it off. ]

'sup, Della?

Friday 5/2, as close to midnight as I can get

[bolderfell]

[Hey, Angel. Been a while, hasn't it? Knock.]

oh shit nice

[didntgetdadslooks]

... Come in.

Sunday

[drladysounds]

It has been a while, Angel!

[Because of a certain someone OOC being busy. Oh well]

Tell me, do you know anything about art? Can you make art?

[didntgetdadslooks]

Hey, there! Welcome back!

[ These Things Happen ]

I mean... the same as the average person, I guess. Why?

Week 5, Monday, late evening

[fivestagegod]

[So you know how sometimes he'll knock first and other times he just sort of...knocks vaguely and then lets himself in like a fucking gremlin? Because it's apparently real gremlin hours today.]

I've got a couple questions for you, if you can stand dealing with me long enough to answer.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Oh good, her favorite flavor.

Angel keeps her voice even, still going for that Cold Anger. Comes easier than the other kind.. ]

I'll answer what I can, same as always.

5/4, late afternoon

[philoxenia]

[ what's up girl

Mira's here to visit! She's got tea and.... a gingerbread house? Anyway, she'll knock on your door with her foot, since the refreshments are taking up her hands here. ]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ oh hey girl what up

Angel will go ahead and just... hop over to get the door herself. ]

Mira! Hello.

WEEK FIVE, TUESDAY AFTERNOON

[nothingcanstop]

[ howdy neighbor- in comes Della. ]

Angel. There's something I need to ask you.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ WELL, THERE ARE SOME THINGS SHE MIGHT NOTICE IMMEDIATELY, UH-

Angel's office is. It's been more organized? Which is to say some things have definitely been thrown around, mostly a few books that are usually near Angel's desk, there's some paper very scattered around, and Angel herself is... well, she's clearly seen better days? She's sitting at her desk, eyes very red, writing furiously in a notebook until, as stated, Della Rushes In. ]

Uh... yes?

Friday 5/9, immediately after the trial

[bolderfell]

[Maybe I'm jumping the gun here, assuming we aren't flushed down the great toilet of the deep--but Therion's gonna rush here first thing after he gets off the elevator. Knockknockknock.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Now that you are in possession of all the facts, hello! Angel answers the door in person, looking around in the meeting room a little, then lets out an exhale. ]

Uh... hi! Hello. Therion. Do you want to come in?

WEEK FIVE, FRIDAY, EVENING

[nothingcanstop]

[ ...It's back to knocking this time, and then opening the door after a few moments. ]

Angel? You in?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel's sitting at her desk, drinking from a water bottle. The room is better than it was Tuesday, but it's still far from fully clean. ]

Yep. Hey, Della.

Week 6, Tuesday

[fivestagegod]

[We're doing more vague-knocking and just letting himself in today; he seems kind of weird, like something's just sort of shut itself off in his head, but at least he's not seeming aggressive or blatantly flippant, like usual.

He's got some things with him, but those can wait.]

We need more x-ray film in the infirmary. I can reuse the plates if I sterilize them a lot, but we need more of the film itself. Nira wants shots of some things, and it'd just be useful to have.

[...Good...fucking evening to you too, Birkin.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Well hey, it's at least the kind of Birkin Gremlin Nonsense she can like. It's easy to react to, just pull out and focus on her tablet. ]

I can get that, sure. The Professor also sent someone to take a look at the machine last night, so it should be working properly again. At least less haunted.

WEEK SIX, TUESDAY, EVENING

[nothingcanstop]

[ As promised--here she is. Usual entrance with a courtesy knock that she doesn't wait for a response to. ]

Angel. We gotta talk.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel looks... a little more Up than usual? She's actually just coming out of the back room - if Della looks really carefully, it's definitely a real room with furniture and everything. ]

I- we can talk all you want, but first do you might helping me with something? You can still swordfight, right?

Week 6 Friday, a little while after the trial

[bolderfell]

[Knock.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

Come in.

[ She sounds... not super happy or sad, but definitely tired. ]

Week 7 Sunday Afternoon

[ladygeryon]

[After making those jello fish treats, Nira heads to Angel's room with one in her hand, knocking on the door.]

Angel, are you in?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ The reply is prompt: ]

Yup! Come on in!