[THREAD] the BLUE air is up there, and could i BRING it down
Who: Mello [ cruxanathema ] & Nagi [ striginae ] & OPEN to school-people
Where: TERRA ; high school
When: Tuesday afternoon, 3:07 PM
Summary: Reunion, reunion.
Rating: T
The trill of the school bell through the air, followed almost immediately by the bustle of movement and overlaid voices in enthusiastic conversation; the atmosphere was alight with young energy, and it was almost invigorating to the optimistic, exhausting to the cynics. Nagi easily fit in the former category, but still, once the students in his classroom had trickled out -- some offering cheerful "have a nice day"s and "see you later"s that he answered with equally good-natured "you too"s -- he sank back into his seat with a small sigh. As much as he enjoyed his job, it was somewhat exhausting trying to readjust to this job he'd been absent from for so long -- not to mention, the transition from teaching the younger children, up to high-school level was a bit jarring.
Not that it was bad, though. A small pause, before he stretched, then gathered up the papers strewn about the table. There was a bit of grading to do before he got to leave, so he'd get that done as soon as possible -- probably here, rather than the staff lounge, as students had the tendency to pop in once in a while to ask questions, and being absent during those times would be rather inconvenient, wouldn't it? There was the faint rustle of paper as he began to work diligently through the neat stack, twirling a pen between his fingers.
Where: TERRA ; high school
When: Tuesday afternoon, 3:07 PM
Summary: Reunion, reunion.
Rating: T
The trill of the school bell through the air, followed almost immediately by the bustle of movement and overlaid voices in enthusiastic conversation; the atmosphere was alight with young energy, and it was almost invigorating to the optimistic, exhausting to the cynics. Nagi easily fit in the former category, but still, once the students in his classroom had trickled out -- some offering cheerful "have a nice day"s and "see you later"s that he answered with equally good-natured "you too"s -- he sank back into his seat with a small sigh. As much as he enjoyed his job, it was somewhat exhausting trying to readjust to this job he'd been absent from for so long -- not to mention, the transition from teaching the younger children, up to high-school level was a bit jarring.
Not that it was bad, though. A small pause, before he stretched, then gathered up the papers strewn about the table. There was a bit of grading to do before he got to leave, so he'd get that done as soon as possible -- probably here, rather than the staff lounge, as students had the tendency to pop in once in a while to ask questions, and being absent during those times would be rather inconvenient, wouldn't it? There was the faint rustle of paper as he began to work diligently through the neat stack, twirling a pen between his fingers.