http://haha-steelguard.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] haha-steelguard.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] concoursec2011-08-07 03:45 pm

Office Hours 3: Office Hourser

Character(s): Snow and whoever else shows up.

Location: Second floor, the training classrooms

Rating: PG

Open/Closed/Finished: Open

Summary: Once again, Snow is holding office hours!



Didn't matter if you were in his classes or not, really. Snow had claimed a classroom during free hours in the evening, and casually put around word that he was free to talk about any concerns, questions, problems, or general comments the students might have. His class, any class, whatever.

Of course, fellow SeeDs and Instructors could drop by too.

Unusually, this time around, Snow's actually at a desk, writing something. The world might possibly be coming to an end.

I hope this isn't too late ;w;

[identity profile] offwth31rh34ds.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
Terezi casually glanced up at Snow's door, the wafting smell of mangrit and testosterone practically exploding the air full of manergy. She was pretty sure this was the place the other students had pointed her to, but she wanted to make sure and gave Snow's nameplate a lick for good measure. The apple cinnamon left a pleasant taste in her mouth and she gave it a few more licks before rapping on the door with her cane.

"Hey Mr. Wintry Condensation! Are you in?" Terezi chuckled.

splee~

[identity profile] offwth31rh34ds.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"A bit of a stupid prank if you ask me, if that's what your species considers japery. " Terezi grinned. She shuffled her way to the big guy at his desk, a wide, toothy grin on her face.

[identity profile] offwth31rh34ds.livejournal.com 2011-08-15 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Terezi leaned against her white cane. "Yeah, I'm here to talk about that human female that I outbid you on that slave auction a few weeks ago. Do you remember?"

[identity profile] offwth31rh34ds.livejournal.com 2011-08-16 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Meh, dating, slavery, are we really going to get hung up on semantics?" The troll shrugged. "The point is I won. But there's a catch there. I don't think she's really all that interested in being a playdate for the day."
Edited 2011-08-16 01:50 (UTC)

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[identity profile] offwth31rh34ds.livejournal.com 2011-08-16 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Short on money? Please. I have that starter money that they gave me for starting! I can definitely pay it! What kind of troll do you take me for?!" Okay, that was part of the reason. She definitely didn't like her budget cut so thin as soon as she got there, this was true.

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[identity profile] offwth31rh34ds.livejournal.com 2011-08-16 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
But there was more to this. "I just wanted to give you the opportunity to rescue her away just like in one of your fairy tales! Wasn't there one about a troll taking away a pretty young lady to the top of a tower and she grew her hair out and the prince with the hair fetish climbed up it to rescue her? Well, now here's your chance, hero! And technically it's a contract I never really wanted in the first place."

And something else, really deep down, didn't want to have to be forceful to a girl just because she was trying to have some fun. But he didn't need to know that.