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 Posted: Tue Nov 12, 2013 6:37 pm
TK would always be book smart. He couldn’t tell if he was street smart as well, but he at least knew he was good with books. The skeleton often spent his time in the library whenever he wasn’t curiously wandering around school grounds in search of various rumors and gossips he could file away into his memory bank for later. He didn’t know if such information would be useful, but they were always interesting and that was enough to make his explorations worthwhile.
He was book smart, so it wasn’t surprising when a teacher told him to help another student with his homework. And of course, it was someone he had met at least once before. The striking black and orange colors weren’t that difficult to forget, at least when it came to Skald. But now TK was a second year and RA for the undead dorms. At least that had changed between the two. “So,” he began, leaning into his chair and idly flipping through a textbook. “What sort of help do you need this time?”
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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 9:29 am
Skald expected it to happen again at some point, but he was hoping it wouldn't be anytime soon. Meaning, he was hoping the teacher would soon forget about him and stop sending people to try and tutor him. But unfortunately that never seemed to be the case. Or at least it certainly wasn't the case now.
"Oh yes, you see I was having so much trouble with this constant nuisance. But if you kindly take a step back, stop talking, and walk out of the room, I think that might help." He finished with a sweet smile that clearly had no sweetness behind it.
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 8:09 am
“…” There were no words and not a drop of amusement ingrained on his face when he looked up at the hydra. “Funny.” If TK wore glasses, he surely would’ve adjusted it, the lens gleaming ominously in the light. “Unfortunately, as accommodating as I am, the teacher is anything but.” The boil sunk deeper into his seat, but stretched out a bony arm to grab a worksheet and skimmed it over. “I am afraid I will have to stay.” As much as I would love to leave. There was never much point in tutoring people who didn’t want to be tutored anyways, but some creatures had yet to see the light.
“And unfortunately for you and me, neither of us are leaving the library until this assignment is finished, so you are better off finishing it now than never.”
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