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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Comments

[didntgetdadslooks]

Yup, that's me!

[ The first thing that probably strikes Sly about the office is how... un-Angel a lot of the stuff in here seems? Like he's just met her, obviously, but the space is filled with a ton of weird trinkets, especially the shelves behind the desk. Its easy for Sly to note that there's nothing incredibly valuable, per se, but there are a lot of things that aren't easy to find - pieces of regional art from around the world, that sort of thing. Really intense souvenirs. It's all unique, just not rare in the way he might otherwise notice.

The second thing is that Angel is sitting behind that desk surrounded by floating... holographic video screens? If he looks closely before she gestures and closes them, they seem to be video feeds of various public areas of the building, as well as one with some meters and graphs. ]

And you're... The Ball? Why'd he title you "The Ball?" I'm just gonna stick with Sly, if that's alright?

[thieviusraccoonus]

[Wow, it's almost as if Angel isn't suited for this sort of space. Not that Sly catches onto that, because nobody here is suited for being here.

But really, it's the trinkets and souvenirs that catch his eye well enough that almost mishears her.]

The what? [Oh, wait, she means-] Yeah, just Sly is fine. I hope you don't mind if I keep calling you Angel and not 'the professor's lackey.'

[He approaches a chair, but doesn't sit yet.] I have a sneaky suspicion I'm being called "The Ball" because somebody knows about one of my last capers.

[didntgetdadslooks]

I'm definitely not a fan of being called a "lackey," so that works out just fine for me.

[ She laughs a little. ]

Yeah, that sounds about right. The Professor knows a lot about all of you.

[thieviusraccoonus]

Yeah... He does. More than I'd like.

How am I supposed to keep my reputation as a master thief if some guy I don't know already knows everything about me down to my weight?

[didntgetdadslooks]

I mean... think about it this way, the multiverse is just a new, bigger league for thief stuff?

[thieviusraccoonus]

Multiverse?

[...]

You know, I'll just roll with that, seeing as I was just dealing with time travel.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Yyyyyeah, I am at least allowed to tell you that you're pretty much all from different worlds. But I don't think they're usually supposed to connect.

[thieviusraccoonus]

That does explain the almost universal lack of fur around here.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Yup. I don't know if worlds like yours are in the minority, but they're definitely in the minority of our random sample.

[thieviusraccoonus]

Feeling just a little left out, to be honest. [But if he sounds offended, it's really just a joke.]

Speaking of "random samples"... you've got quite a little collection in here.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Yeah!

[ She turns to look at the wall of Stuff. ]

It's all stuff The Professor got me. There's stuff from all over the world, it's really cool.

[thieviusraccoonus]

[He takes it all in, looking for items of hopefully more value than others... maybe anything potentially key shaped.]

Souvenirs from all over the world. Your professor must really know his destinations. I'm a bit of a world traveler myself. Love a good bit of treasure.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ He might be a little out of luck there, unfortunately... not without a much closer look, anyway. ]

He does a lot of travelling. Or... at least he did, for a while. I don't think he gets out so much anymore.

[thieviusraccoonus]

[He'll get there, eventually.]

Shame. I just couldn't handle a life like that. Staying in one place, doing the same things all the time can feel awful.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Well, he sure found something to do, here.

[thieviusraccoonus]

...And that something would be...?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ gestures. ]

Big multiversal experiments.

[thieviusraccoonus]

Guess everybody needs a hobby. But I would have preferred being asked before signing up for any experiments.

[didntgetdadslooks]

I'm going to bet you're not alone in that.

[thieviusraccoonus]

I'd take that bet and double it.

Might as well throw it out there: how about you give us an out? I'd make it worth the trouble.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ She sighs. ]

It's... not that easy. But I can give you a little advice, if you want.

[thieviusraccoonus]

Fire away.

[didntgetdadslooks]

Pay attention to Rule Four.

[thieviusraccoonus]

Duly noted.

[Whatever it means, he'll take it to heart.]

I think I'll do that right now. It's been nice meeting you, Angel. [tip of his cap and he's on his way out.] Try not to be a stranger, huh?

[didntgetdadslooks]

I'll do my best.