on_her_korhal: (kerrigan: lurks)
on_her_korhal ([personal profile] on_her_korhal) wrote2008-01-08 06:25 am
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Office Hours, Tuesday

The problem with seguing into class after a mildly worldview-upsetting adventure back home was that after two weeks, Kerrigan still didn't actually have a decent syllabus set up.

So she was in her office, making ridiculous amounts of coffee as she tried to figure things out.

[ open hours! ]

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is there no end with you, Adama?"

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm just pointing out some very basic facts, Lieutenant," Lee said cheerfully. "You want me to leave, huh?"

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Kerrigan pressed two fingers to her forehead. "You're giving me a headache. Shoo."

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Will you miss me?" Lee asked, backing up towards the door. "Will you just be awaiting my next visit?"

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you keep this up, I'm going to ask the Dean permission to make you run laps in your underwear every morning for a week," she muttered.

Which, mind, might just make her week one day.

[identity profile] stupid-toasters.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not doing anything," he chanted before giving her one last smile and slipping out of her office.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-01-08 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Kerrigan let her forehead thunk on the desk.

Yeah, she was back, all right. She mumbled some choice words about Adama's lineage (with respect to his father) into the wood before getting up for her next cup of coffee.