Office Hours

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[Compared to the other two, Oswald is much more difficult to get time with. He only appears on school grounds on Tuesdays and Sundays.

Nonetheless if you're determined... he can be found. Most of that time is spent hovering around the Faculty Office. It's almost like the Entrance Exam made him anxious of just walking around freely or something...]

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[foo_bar]

[well, now he's come to his personal office, partially to beg because he doesn't know what else to do, and partially because he needs someone to vent all his frustration on.]

Oswald.

Let me in!

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[The fact that he doesn't expect visitors comes from the casual state of dress he's in when he opens the door. The top two buttons of his white dress shirt are undone, his vest isn't as sleek and smooth as usual-- and his sleeves are rolled up to his elbows.

But he answers quickly for that voice. Make yourself at home.]

Come in, come in.

[foo_bar]

[he's not here to make nice, he's here to be furious]

Are you kidding me? A french revolution style death?

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That is, it would see, what they chose, yes.

[He's not any happier than you. Nor was he responsible thank you. He can't operate his own damn computer much less robots.

...on the other hand.]

Yet it didn't go very smoothly. The girl, I was prepared for. You on the other hand... well, hopefully it didn't go noticed by the others.

[You know. The ones Above him. And yet-- why is he already so ready to fight for both of these trouble making colleagues of his? They both are trouble, but-- well. He can't say he'd want anyone else here. Especially not replacing Han.]

[foo_bar]

[so he noticed, though Han feigns innocence... even though he desperately doesn't want to.]

What are you talking about?