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[mansionstaff]

Who: YOU
What: SNOW
When: DECEMBER 6th
Where: EVERYWHERE
WHAT: SNOW (BONUS TREE DECORATING)

As a quiet Friday dawned on the school's campus, one could perhaps...feel it in the air. A creeping chill, a silent, barely-detectable indication that yes. Tonight would be the night.



By Saturday morning, the entire academy would be covered in snow.

BUT WAIT



That wasn't all--a large pine tree had made an appearance on the main quad, in desperate need of decoration.

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[mohawk_tomahawk]

He shot a look at Eirik before speaking. A look acknowledging he was being teased. It was an off putted, nervous look. A slightly flustered look. He didn't blame himself for typing so bad, he never had a computer GEEZ! He wasn't much for humor and did take everything seriously, yes. But no...he knew that was light hearted enough to not get really insulted over. He felt silly though.

"...I as well," he admitted. "I have a computer so you are also free to use it. Use anything here as you see fit."

He turned to Eirik for a moment.

"Desmond will be staying here for at least while, he is a friend," Connor spoke with no hesitance. Weird, but...friends he guessed???

[wassa_matta_you]

"Thanks, man."

Desmond wondered if what he was watching was just that - embarrassment - but he couldn't imagine anyone believing for a moment that Connor would know what to do with two cups on a string, let alone a phone or a computer.

"You, uh, might also see me working here," he added, looking mildly embarrassed for himself this time. SURPRISE, CONNOR. "So don't be surprised if you see me around." Snooping, probably.

[heartofarapier]

Eirik's gaze stayed on Connor longer than she meant for it to, something of a meaningful look, the kinds of things she wasn't going to say with words. At least not while Desmond was there. Nothing against him, but she doubted he'd really want her to, so it was really more for his sake than Connor's or hers.

But then she looked back to the modern day Assassin and tipped her head with some interest. "...Oh. You are a member of the faculty then? I am a little put out that for all the things they could have enrolled me in, it was that of a pupil. What do they have you doing, Desmond?" She thought she would have made an excellent oral diction tutor, but she supposed she was too young for something like that.

Considering most of the people in the upper levels of the academy exceeded her in age. And most likely wisdom.

scoots in again!

[wassa_matta_you]

He looked at Connor as he was about to answer, DATING A STUDENT, TOO?? wondering what he might think, then turned back to Eirik's attention as he actually replied.

"I'm a professor in the art of mopping floors," he said. "Or more commonly known as a janitor." Wasn't much, but it got him in the door and that was all that actually mattered.

Even if it wasn't legit.