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 Posted: Thu Jun 24, 2010 10:49 pm
This class had been a bit on the short notice side. He hadn't had the time to really clean up his classroom. So busy with the boss's new machine that he hadn't realized he had missed two children.
He swept the papers off of his desk trying to then gather them up when he realized in a panic that those papers had actually been very important. Scurrying around the thuk of his cane tip hitting the ground seemed an almost comforting sound for the older man.
The candles half of them needed to be changed, burning in a puddle of black wax the other half having been blown out accidentally. Focus..focus..that was the point of this class right?
Sighing he took a breath and tried to calm his old heart down. Soon the kids would be here...that was all that mattered.
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:45 am
Wynni had gotten the note about the class shortly after she had grown. It left her mildly perplexed but curious, mostly she was just hopeful that she wouldn't run into a certain individual while there. She always ran that risk no matter what but thus far she had been extremely lucky! She wandered up to the classroom door and gently pushed it open with a hand while she poked her head in. Was this the right one? It looked like it would be. She watched the figure as he scurried about and cleared her throat, "Excuse me? Sir? I am here for the Focus Class," the teen said respectfully as she wandered in a little more.
As her pink eyes gazed about she noted that the other spawn that was supposed to be here wasn't here...Egads she was early. Oh dear.
"Ummm...Anything I can do to help?" Wynni asked feeling mildly awkward.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2010 4:19 pm
Aludra, in contrast, was running late. After a brief session of none-of-your-business with a boyfriend who had caught him up between the Facility's foyer and the classroom, he'd managed to arrive at least twenty minutes after he had been told to be there - talk about bad timing. Still a complete mess, he walked into the room with a fire-engine red face, trying to smooth out his braid and make his clothing settle as though he hadn't just pulled all of it back on.
He nearly jumped when he noticed that there were already people in the room, only feeling more awkward than he had before, trying to keep himself from slipping into his defensive invisibility. "Err... hi..." he mumbled awkwardly, stepping further into the room and letting the door close behind him. He'd been here before, he remembered it thoroughly.
"Sincerest apologies for being late, I was... held up when I ran into a... friend. Here." His statements were just as awkward as they always were, and he offered the other student, at least he assumed that's what she was, the faintest of smiles. When his eyes settled on the teacher, he was again startled slightly. "O-oh. Mr. Zyane. A-a pleasure to see you again," he tacked onto the end of an already awkward, one-sided exchange. He hadn't felt this out-of-place for a while.
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