Since she'd gotten so much reading accomplished yesterday, Ghanima was back in her office today to continue her productive steak. This time with piles of scrolls all over her desk, and an ego-likeness recorder set up next to them ( Read more... )

Today's meet and greet was for the students and their loved ones (and tolerated-ones) to reconnect, and so Ghanima went to open up her office instead; piles of research materials neatened up, tea brewing slowly, and Ghanima behind her desk, already at work on her notes for next week's class ( Read more... )

The office was still tidy, and a fresh pot of tea was ready and waiting. Ghanima was busy working away on class for Monday, filling the time between parents with reading.

[Door & post open, standard SP disclaimer applies because OMGPARENTWEEKEND EEEEEEEEE. Ghanima's conversation with Tseng is FB, anything about Elena's issues is NFB.]

Ghanima had straightened up her office as a concession to any of the parents that might stop in. The piles of papers had vanished neatly into file drawers, all herbs, tinctures, and poisons had been locked in to her cabinet, and she had already started tea -- minus the Spice, of course -- in the tea service ( Read more... )

Ghanima had straightened up her office as a concession to any of the parents that might stop in. The piles of papers had vanished neatly into file drawers, and she had started preparing a Fremen-style chai, minus the Spice, in the tea service.

She was even sitting behind the desk, for once, instead of on it.

[OOC: Door & Post are Oooooopen ( Read more... )