on_her_korhal: (kerrigan: ready?)
on_her_korhal ([personal profile] on_her_korhal) wrote2008-02-05 11:24 am

Office Hours, Tuesday

Kerrigan had given up on her syllabus.

Well, okay, she hadn't given up, because she was a dogged sort of person, but it had finally found its way to a pile. It was just being worked at from a distance.

She made herself some noodles and spent a goodly period of time staring at it.

[ open hours! ]

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Or drink it." River threw back her head and laughed.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 10:58 am (UTC)(link)
Kerrigan snickered. "That's what I mean," she said, slamming back a gulp of coffee maybe a little bit too fast. She spilled some across the desk as she bent forwards, wiping at her mouth. "...Too many puns."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Bad puns makes you waste the coffee," River pointed out, then started giggling again, into her cup this time.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Exactly. So no more of that." She groped for something to clean the coffee off her shirt, and found herself with her fingers on her syllabus. No. Not that.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Am good at distracting from that," River said, looking almost smug. They both needed distraction and bad puns were good enough.

[Lunch now, biab]

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:12 am (UTC)(link)
"You put yourself to the task of distracting people, now?"

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Only the select few who deserve it," River replied and reached for the pile that was the syllabus.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:53 am (UTC)(link)
Kerrigan was about to respond when she was in which direction River was going. "...That's still not done yet."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:55 am (UTC)(link)
River picked up the sheet of paper on top of the pile and began folding it, completely ignoring Kerrigan's comment.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
"...Fine," Kerrigan said, sagging back in her chair, "Be my guest. It's not worth anything, anyway."

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:02 pm (UTC)(link)
River looked up and gave her a pointed look. "All in your head. You don't need paper." The sheet of paper had transformed into an airplane and she hurled it into the air, then watched it circle with a smile on her face. "Just let your thoughts fly with it."

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:05 pm (UTC)(link)
After an instant or two, Kerrigan reached up, plucking the airplane neatly out of the air. "But you can't give students thoughts as a hand-out," she said, dryly.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"I could interpret," River offered, already folding the next page.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"So could I," she replied. Then glanced up at River, thoughtfully.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:13 pm (UTC)(link)
She offered Kerrigan the second paper airplane. "I'm your TA. I can help."

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Kerrigan took the airplane and regarded it, dryly, for a minute. Then sent it flying into the room, herself. "I think this thing's a lost cause," she confided.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
River just looked at Kerrigan, head tilted, waiting for her to elaborate.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It's just not happening.

She watched the airplane float gently down.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
River shrugged. "Works anyway." She thought for a moment. "How would you take down a secret military training facility?"

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Kerrigan's eyes shot back away from the airplane, and fixed on River in a flash.

She didn't say anything. Just let a few choice memories of the raid the Sons of Korhal held on the Ghost Academy float up to the surface.

Skipping over any choice bits involving Rumm, of course.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"I might need to some day." She tried to hold on to the memories. "Teach a class on it?"

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Maybe," she replied, running a hand through her hair.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:45 pm (UTC)(link)
River suddenly smiled and threw another paper airplane in the air.

[identity profile] on-her-korhal.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Kerrigan smiled, half of it wry, and she followed the airplane quietly with her eyes.

[identity profile] moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com 2008-02-05 12:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Before it touched the ground River caught it. Adah prefers Lee. She threw the plane up in the air again, still watching, still smiling.