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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:05 pm
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Feeling that his work as a counselor was done, Hyde just nodded along to whatever it was the boil was talking about, and shuffled aimlessly through his papers. One in particular stood out, and he began to write what he felt was an eloquent reply, but then the student said that he appreciated Hyde and thought he was cool. Suspicion flooded the counselor's mind and he gave Bul a narrow eyed look as he tried to remember what the student had been saying. Something about...jelly stuff. Did he mean the HELL-O?
"Uh....that stuff. Yeah. Ok? Okay!" s**t, he needed to get rid of this kid and his "appreciation" and compliments. Better give him something else to do. Grabbing the nearest piece of scrap paper at hand he scribbled a note on it and handed it to Bul, this time actually getting up from his chair to usher the boil out. "Here you go, have fun! Wouldn't recommend trying this during any large event that involves catering, like prom, the kitchens can get a little fatal. If you ever see little bones in your food? Gnomes. A couple always end up missing limbs during events. Crazy times. Anyways, bye now."
He opened the door and saw another student out there. One that looked vaguely familiar. But then again, Igors. They all looked the same, right? "Oh hey, look. You do have a friend that is somewhat alive...ish, and he even came to wait for you, isn't that great?" As soon as Bul was outside, the door slammed shut before Christof could enter. As the two were left out in the hallway, they could hear the door lock with a firm snap. Then the sound of a bolt sliding home. Another lock closing. The rattle of heavy chains. Was that the sound of boards being hammered into place?
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:20 pm
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The first time she came across the Counsellor's office, it had a closed door. Seeing as her appointment wasn't for some time yet, she didn't think anything of it as she wandered her way past. Once she thought she saw a bunch of gnomes carrying a door, but what would a group of gnomes need with a door? She was just seeing things. When she saw the Counsellor's office next, it was not only open, but it seemed to be very doorless in general; something that made her mildly uncomfortable. Wasn't the point of this to be, you know, private and confidential? Hmm. Maybe the rules had changed?
It still didn't occur to her that the mysterious door carrying gnomes had been the culprits.
"Umm...D-Dr. Hyde?" The little Vetala squeaked, knocking with a backwards hand on the, uh, doorframe? "I'm...uh, Amrita. And...h-here for the, um...appointment...?" Oh dear, he looked busy. Should she come back later?
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:40 pm
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Amrita jolted to sit up straighter when he looked at her, and once it was over she scootched her chair a little closer to the desk, curiousity winning over to see what he was so intensely doodling.
"Umm...well, not really, I guess." Here, she started to fidget. Lately she'd been getting better at liking this body, but she still had, ah issues. "I just...want to look my age!" Oh, wait, she had things to ask! "But, um, see, my friends...they want to build me a new body, so..." There was a little pause; she couldn't quite tell what it was he was drawing, though it looked terrible...and she did want to be helpful!
"...M-maybeaddsandyclaws'hat?" It was a very quickly spoken suggestion, but a suggestion nonetheless.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 11:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 12:08 am
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...Oh jack he added a reindeer. He was good. Hrm.
"Uh...sure." Hopefully she wouldn't keep this heart OR mind though, they were both a little very rotten. Sadly, she had gotten a little distracted by his drawing to quickly register what he'd been saying. "Mm...Oh! I trust them, I don't think they'd give me..." Well, those, she added mentally, giving a very weak gesture to his drawing. Not that she could tell what they were, she just knew they looked really odd. Like, human world odd.
"And...um, do you think it's possible we - err, they - could make something that works?" That question was mostly for her own knowledge, really. But her next question was one she was told to ask. "Is there...a spare lab or something we - ah, they - could use to build it?" She really needed to stop pretending this was her project.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 12:19 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 12:24 am
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"Oh good, I was worried..." She mummbled a little further about her relief, completely unaware he'd been talking to his drawing. It was probably for the best, anyway. "A-HoLs, got it." Amrita repeated both the abbreviation and the actual name over and over in her head, looking mighty serious the whole time. Wait, what about 10th october? Eh, probably not important.
"Thank you!" She squeaked happily, reaching out and taking the gooey keys without a second thought. Well, without much of a second thought, since her first instinct was to wipe the goo off on her dirty, bloody sari. "I will! ...Oh! One more thing! Do you, ah, think we need a teacher to overlook...?" The keys were already tucked away in the same place she hid her phone, which was somewhere between her ribcage and intestines.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 12:32 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 1:00 am
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Uh oh, a look.
Up until now, Amrita actually liked the staff; sure they were odd, and did things backwards, and made them do terrible things --- okay, maybe the staff wasn't so great in the first place, but! She didn't think that badly of them, at least? In either event, it was enough to scare her into doing this in the good ol' DIY fashion.
"I'd...I'd rather not. No, um, offense to afro-tastic zombugs of course..." She added quickly before trailing off, soon shaking her head. "And no, it's okay! I think we - er, they - can manage. Umm...I think...that's it, then?" Was she slready slinking out of her chair? Yes, yes she was.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 1:06 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2011 11:33 pm
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