Office Hours

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Character(s): Snow and... you?? (Anyone who drops by his so-called office hours!)
Location: The WTR classrooms.
Rating: PG?
Open/Closed/Finished: Open.
Summary: Snow is a good Instructor who makes himself available to the students if they need anything.



Once classes finished for the day and the students had entered the blocks of time set aside for tutoring and extracurricular activities, Snow moved back into the training classrooms to hold what he called 'office hours'. The classroom wasn't much of an office, of course, but he figured he'd do more good in it than behind a desk.

He'd let his own classes know that he'd be available, but he hadn't specified that it had to be martial-arts-related. He'd passed word to the other Instructors too, just so they knew he was here (and please don't book the classroom at the same time!).

Until someone showed up looking for him, though, he was content to pummel a punching bag. He had to keep in shape himself, right?

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Bulla paused as Instructor Villiers described an admantoise. Now that actually sounded like something pretty intimidating, and it hadn't occurred to her that some of the threats of people's worlds could be brought here via Time Compression as well. She crossed her fingers that none of the threats from her own world had found their way here. Even if she had gotten stronger in her time here, she still didn't feel up to taking on something that could smack around a super saiyan.

"Well...if one ever shows up, I promise I'll come help with fighting it," said Bulla. "It sounds like a lot of people could get killed if one ran wild."

As intimidating as it sounded to fight one, she'd prefer to fight it rather than leave someone else at risk. At least flight gave her a better chance of evading attacks than most people had.

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"Everyone would probably want a chance," Snow said, a little glum. He hated to think of how many confident cadets, or even SeeDs, would be injured if one ever showed up here. "I'm just going to hope the only things from Pulse that ever show up here are Vanille and Fang. Everything else can stay there!"

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"Well...teamwork is important," pointed out Bulla. "But if you've got monsters the size of Garden from your world, I'll pass on meeting them in person if it could be avoided. I wouldn't want any of the enemies my dad fought showing up here, either."

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"Funny how missiles and Sorceresses are the lesser of two or three evils." And l'cie not even on the radar. One more reason for Snow to be generally happy even in the face of these dire imaginings.

"How far along are you in your specialization?" he asked.

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"I think you'd be a good judge of that, Instructor Villiers," said Bulla with a cheerful smile. "Considering my first specialty is martial arts. I'm still trying to decide if I want to try for Covert Ops as a secondary specialty or not. I was considering Negotiations, but I don't think I'd feel right doing that."

Back home, she had agreed to stay where it was safe almost without question. But then, back home, there were enough people stronger than her that she wouldn't have contributed much to the fights. Here, she could help, and the idea of other people in danger at the front of the line while she negotiated terms with the enemy safe in some meeting room didn't sit right with her.

"Besides," she added, giggling a little as she put her hands into fists, "if things weren't going well, I might get tempted to talk with my hands."

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"That's not a bad idea, actually," he said thoughtfully. "I'm here because I talked instead of punched. It doesn't always work, but it's always better if you can talk sense into someone instead of punching them out."

To break the seriousness of the moment, he grinned broadly. "Of course, monsters aren't very good at listening, huh? I don't think anyone goes into the Training Center to talk the grats into being friendly!"

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"Grats and T-rexaurs just aren't very good conversationalists," said Bulla, continuing on with the sillier side of their chat. "Of course, you never know. Maybe they're secretly very talkative and they put on a show for all the Cadets and SeeDs."

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"Well now I feel guilty, thanks a lot," he said, still grinning. "I better go apologize to them. Seriously, though, if I was your faculty adviser I'd tell you to go the negotiations route. Knowing when to punch and when to talk is the best skill anyone can have, especially when they hit like you."

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"Maybe you can invite them to tea," Bulla teased. "Of course, that might get a little difficult for a T-rexaur."

She considered what Instructor Villiers had to say, but she was still leaning more toward Covert Operations - primarily because she wanted to be out in the field. Covert Ops would allow her to make use of social skills when she needed them, but wouldn't involve worrying about impressing politicians.

"Maybe, but I think Covert Operations would be good for that, too."

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Did she really just set him up so obviously? A hero never backs down from even something so easy!

"Why would it be difficult?" he said, biting down on a grin. "They have 'tea' right in their name!"

Then he lifted an arm as a halfhearted guard as he laughed, because she'd be totally justified in swatting him for that one. Never let it be said he's a stodgy stick-in-the-mud professor!

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"Oh, that was just cruel and unusual punishment, Instructor Villiers," said Bulla, though she laughed as she said it.

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"I couldn't resist. It was just too easy." Snow tried to sound apologetic, but failed because he was still laughing.

"Seriously though," he said after a moment. You do what you'll like best, okay? Whatever it ends up being, when it comes to fighting, I'll make sure you're the best you can be. That's a promise."

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"It's a deal," said Bulla. "And in return, I'll make sure that I'm the best martial arts student I can be."

She held her fist out for a friendly fist-bump. Instructor Villiers was the sort of teacher who was actually fun rather than all about being serious and following military school protocol.

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"You would've anyway!"

She gets that fist-bump and a grin to go with it. Students like Bulla made him glad that he'd decided to be a teacher... and been allowed to, as well.