Office Hours | Thursday | September 16

[flipped_god_off]

Loki wasn't sure if he wanted a repeat of last week or not. On one hand, it'd been interesting to talk to someone who was, in a way, like him. On another hand, she had a mouth like no other on her. Well, maybe he found that entertaining too. It was almost like she was a more hyper Bartleby or something

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[onapalebicycle]

Whether Loki wanted a repeat or not, there was, around lunch-time, a familiar figure lingering in his doorway. Helpfully, it wasn't nearly so loud as it had been last week.

In fact, George actually looked a bit subdued.

"So I ... figured I should .... apologize, I guess," she said, without much preamble.

And, being George, she was going to assume that that counted as one.

[flipped_god_off]

"Oh yeah?" Loki asked, not looking up but recognizing the voice all the same. "And here I was looking forward to another week of cursing and accusations."

[onapalebicycle]

George folded her arms. "I said I was sorry," she said, not realizing that that was not in any way actually true. "You don't have to be a dick about it."

[flipped_god_off]

"Um, you actually didn't say anything close to sorry," Loki pointed out, shaking his head. "Might wanna rewind that in your head so you can see I'm right."

[onapalebicycle]

"Yes, I --" George stopped short and replayed the conversation, like he'd suggested, although not because he'd suggested it, because she didn't need to take orders from him, thanks.

... shit. He was going to be an asshole about this. Fine.

She gave him a very ... dry sort of look. "I'm sorry I bitched at you," she said. "Happy?"

[flipped_god_off]

"Oh so very," he said, finally glancing up at her. "Not so worked up this week?"

[onapalebicycle]

"No," George said. It was nearly a pout. "Not at you, anyway. This stupid island and whatever monster attacked me yesterday and all the rest of it, yeah, that."

[flipped_god_off]

"A monster attacked you?" Loki asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did I sleep through an invasion?"

[onapalebicycle]

"Little one," she said, holding out her hands. "Graveling sized. Meaner. Gravelings don't usually bite."

[flipped_god_off]

"A fucking gremlin?" Loki asked, snickering. "You got bitten?"

[onapalebicycle]

"That's what it was?" George asked, shivering. "No one warned me that there would be vicious rabid freaks running around, biting people."

Okay, the rabies was an exaggeration. So?

[flipped_god_off]

"Who was supposed to warn you?" Loki asked, still amused. "Those things are better seen than heard about. I mean, come on, where else has fucking things that make you act like an ass?"

[onapalebicycle]

George was covering her face. "Go ahead, laugh it up," she said. "I was a fucking crazy person. Is that what being on acid's like? Mason must be a sick fuck."

[flipped_god_off]

"It happens to everyone, stop freaking the fuck out," Loki said, shaking his head. "You'll be fucking fine. No one's going to care about that in like a week."

[onapalebicycle]

"I don't think I get this place," George insisted, flopping down into one of the available chairs. "I have no idea what I'm even doing here."

Besides the obvious, that being: bitching and moaning.

[flipped_god_off]

"You're getting an education," Loki said dryly. "You got something better to do with your time?"