It's Cross the Sex-Ed Teacher. O.o

[askmeaboutsex]

*Pacing, chalk in hand, he still hasn't realized where he is. And there's a rather interesting diagram drawn on the chalkboard that has apparently teleported with him

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[technicore]

*... just going to walk straight past, here. He doesn't want to know D:*

[askmeaboutsex]

Komui! Don't you have a class this period?

Oh. And do you have any idea what's going on here? *gestures at the otherwise empty hallway where a classroom of students was sitting moments ago.*

[technicore]

... Uh, no?

*shrugs* You're in a dimensional tear or something. Here. *have a pamplet* ... I'm probably not the Komui you know, by the way.

[askmeaboutsex]

A dimensional tear. Really. And I assume this is another ploy to get out of signing off on lab forms or grading papers? *He walks closer, taking the pamphlet.*

...I thought I was supposed to be the one handing these out.

[technicore]

It's not ploy, I swear. I'm probably younger than the Komui you know, anyway. Considering you look a bit older than the Cross I know.

... Dressing Room pamphlets?

[askmeaboutsex]

I've heard that before.

What? You're nuts. Have you been staying up late in the lab again? *But he does notice Komui's more youthful appearance. Okay. What on Earth did someone slip in his drink?*

No, just pamphlets in general. I've got tons back in my classroom if you need to know how to put on a condom or something like that. *He says this because he knows it will embarrass Komui. He loves teasing the man.*

[technicore]

Have you? Well, I haven't got any paperwork to get out of by using this as a ploy, just so you know.

No later than usual? And I am not. Ask anyone else here. *brushes some hair out of his face*

... *D: face, going a little red. He is very easily embarrassed* A-ah... you're a teacher?

[askmeaboutsex]

...Seriously, what's wrong with you? *Giving a little assistance in the hair-brushing area*

Are you okay? You don't need to go to the nurse, do you? *Giving a slightly creepy smile that still comes off as caring.*

[technicore]

N-nothing... *aksahjk forces himself to pull back since you're not his, sorry Cross*

'm fine, really! Just the you I know is far from a teacher, and he's got a mask-- *gestures over the side of his face* Right here.

[askmeaboutsex]

*He's not really surprised by that, stepping closer in response.*

A mask? What are you talking about? Do I need to carry you to the clinic again like I did that time you exploded potassium all over yourself?

[technicore]

*... steps back a little himself*

The you I know has a mask. You're a bit different from him. And I don't need to go to the clinic! ... And, for the record, I'm a mechanic. What would I be touching potassium for?

[askmeaboutsex]

*steps closer again, of course*

Well, something's not right, because here you are spouting nonsense and I'm beginning to think you drank one of your own potions again. Either that or slipped some to me. And what the hell are you wearing, anyway? Where's your lab coat? *He's beginning to get a bit concerned now, but he hides some of it*

[technicore]

*and steps back again*

It's hardly nonsense, as strange as it sounds it's all true. It's my uniform, I'm an Exorcist.

[askmeaboutsex]

*Worry flashes in his eyes, and he'll be grabbing Komui tightly by the arm whether he likes it or not.*

Yeah. You're an exorcist. Come on, we're getting out of here and getting you to a doctor or something. I can't wait to see what you took this time.

[technicore]

*akhaskfhdslk flails*

I didn't take anything! I'm telling the truth!

[askmeaboutsex]

'Course you didn't. Come on. *Dragging him by the arm down a random hallway*

What is this damn place? Yeah, yeah, I know, it's the Dressing Room. You're crazy as hell, you know that?