MOONLIGHT LOG #2

[hallwaybowling]

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Character name: (Self-explanatory)
Open/closed: (Open if people can walk in on your conversation, closed if not)
Time: (from 6PM-8PM til 2AM)

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HERE WE GO AGAIN

[leadthemalong]

Character name: Olimar
Open/closed: Open
Time: Is around 6PMish okay again?

Why was he here again? Oh yeah, that's right. Olimar decided to stay at school to finish paperwork instead of going home for some reason or another. Who was he kidding, he wanted to be able to get a chance to speak with Petunia and Ionia after failing to a couple of times, at to maybe just check up on them after all.

Sitting down where he had say last time, he wasn't sure if he should greet Louie or not, it'd probably be embarrassing anyways because he never did quite catch his name.

[stairblock]

Melissa popped up from behind the seemingly-empty bar, plastic cup filled with an amber liquid in hand.

"You!" she said, a little too loudly, nearly spilling her drink. "I remember you from last time." She smiled, setting the cup down.

"Did you want something?" she asked.

[leadthemalong]

"I suppose." Seems like he was noticeable enough for her to make a comment then. Last he heard she and Ionia have been getting along a tad better...Wait...Ionia...speaking of the little girl. "Have you seen Ionia recently?"

[stairblock]

Melissa nodded. "Uh-huh. She was supposed to teach me how to drive F-Zeros but we just ended up coloring."

She paused, inhaling slowly. "Why? Are you looking for her?"

[leadthemalong]

"That's right." He nodded, "I'm happy to see you two are getting along."

[stairblock]

"Me too," Melissa mused. "I don't have many friends here cuz everyone's so old. I like Ionia." She paused, sitting down on her seat. Then, realizing that she couldn't see the professor anymore, stood up again.

"I don't know where she is," she added thoughtfully. "But you can stay and maybe she will come over."

[leadthemalong]

He nodded pleasantly. "I suppose I have time to spare." At least that bumbling maintenance man wasn't here to pester and be a nuisance. "I suppose this school isn't the best place for young children..." On the subject of children it came to his mind, "You know...I have a son around your age, a daughter too. Maybe when they get older they may be attending..."

[stairblock]

"You have kids!?" Melissa asked. "You don't look that old," she added.

"Is Ionia your daughter?" she asked, trying to sound impressive by using the word 'daughter'.

[leadthemalong]

Chuckling, Olimar was rather pinkish in his face. "Well my son is ten...I can't look that young...I mean there's nothing I can do about some of these wrinkles.

"Though Ionia isn't my daughter...she's Falcon's actually. You've seen him around, right? Actually her relationship with me is a little complicated. Before she was adopted she didn't really have a family..."