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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Okay so Friday was 5/1 but time is faker than ever

[bolderfell]

Hey.

[He looks different in the suit. Well, of course he does, it doesn't entirely obscure his form like his ratty-ass cloak does. Instead of a shopping bag on the wind, he looks like a person.

Also, he has something in his hands for her, but he doesn't yet move to set it down.]</small ...Got a request for you, actually. And a question. But... how are you.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Look at him, all dressed up to see li'l ol' her. ]

I take it that's not the question? I'm alright, I guess. That trial sure was something near the end there.

[bolderfell]

Sure was. ...Kinda leads into my question, actually.

[The thing in his hands is one of his woodcarvings, looks like. He plays with it, in lieu of his scarf.]

Angel... what do you think of us?

[didntgetdadslooks]

Um...

[ She thinks for a second. ]

I think you're kind of a mixed bag of people. None of you should be in something like this, but some of you really shouldn't be in something like this. If you're wondering about what I think of the trial specifically. But... none of you deserve to die, I'll say that much for free to start.

[bolderfell]

[He looks at her.]

What, because we're... good?

[That seems profoundly fake, uh.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel shakes her head. ]

No, because I have a pretty high cap on "deserves to die."

[ Not that no one reaches it, of course! But it's fine!! ]

I think more than anything, you guys are... people. I don't like doing the "good" and "bad" people thing, it... I feel like it's a little weird to say "bums me out," but it sticks with me for longer than I want to. But as a group, that's my thought.

[ Sometimes, You Have Amnesia And Also Depression ]

Sorry, it's a weirdly big question I guess.

[bolderfell]

No. No, that makes a lot of sense.

[He ponders that himself for a while, then sets his little whittling project on her desk. It's a small, square cage, carefully hollowed out, with a tiny bird bursting from one side, wings open to begin its flight.]

Sure you probably like some of us more than others, but I won't ask about that. In the meantime, do you think... I don't even know if you'd know this. Honeycomb should be easy enough, but does this world have linseed oil?

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Angel smiles a little at it, Very Fondly? Then oh right, the question. ]

Uh... I can get you both of those, I think?

[ She pulls up her tablet to double-check, and... ]

Linseed oil, aka flax oil! I can have that here Wednesday.

[bolderfell]

...Thanks. If I'll still owe a balance, I've got some of those... technology things. The ones like in the arcade. I don't really get them.

[didntgetdadslooks]

I wouldn't say no, but I think you've paid forward enough to swing some oil and honey.

[bolderfell]

They're games, right? Guess it has to get dull in here, even with all the work you need to do.

[didntgetdadslooks]

I wouldn't argue with a game or two.

[bolderfell]

Supposedly, there are almost ten thousand in each of them. Will that hold you?

[didntgetdadslooks]

Might just be enough, yeah.

[bolderfell]

[He sobers a little.]

I can go grab one now. If you're still awake while we... go through whatever happens the day after a trial, you might want something to do.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ She nods. ]

Sure, sounds good to me.

[bolderfell]

[He has three of these pieces of crap, actually, so he grabs two and returns. You know, barring something terrible happening on the way there and back.]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Nah, it's not Thursday, he's fine. Midnight is approaching, though, tick-tock, Therion!

She he gets back, Angel has positioned the carved cage next to a carved wooden owl from the shelf behind her, and is kind of smiling fondly when he gets in. ]

Ah! Welcome back.

[bolderfell]

[Uh. Huh! He actually doesn't know how to respond to that greeting, so he just kinda blinks and then nods, sheepish.]

Here.

[He gives her one of the game devices, but holds onto the other one.]

So... how do these work. What do you do.

[Friendo, just so it's clear, I'm definitely out to run down the clock, here. B)]

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ Oh excellent, good to know :3c

Rearranging her facial expression to a smaller smile and setting the owl aside, she takes the little handheld friend. ]

Well, you hit the power button over here, and that should bring up the- aha! Menu.

[bolderfell]

Okay... okay. So that's all the different games?

[didntgetdadslooks]

I guess so.

[ She scrolls down a little. ]

There sure are a lot of them.

[bolderfell]

Supposed to know what each game is, just from the name?

[Ah, so you can move this part. And holding it in a downwards kind of way makes the words move so you can see more, huh?]

"Bauble Bobble Euphony II"? Sounds like some kind of magic incantation.

[didntgetdadslooks]

[ She chuckles. ]

Yeah, it kind of does, doesn't it? Want to try it?

[bolderfell]

...Well, I do like baubles. How do I--uh.

[In moving it towards her to ask, he accidentally pressed the start button.]