Hercules looked a little less than happy as he began to pack up his personal things from his Kentucky Fried Office. It was with a heavy heart he was planning to depart this island, but Brooklyn needed him ( Read more... )

Hercules sat in his office with a package from Amazon on his KFC-tastic desk. It was not for him, though, he did not intend to open it. He trusted Amazon to have sent him the one item he asked for. He'd deliver that to Bo at his soonest convenience ( Read more... )

Hercules was back in his Kentucky Fried Office today, working on a very important project for tomorrow's class.

...or possibly just browsing the internet on his iPad for Greek Myth fanfic for laughs. More of the latter than the former, really.

[ooc: Open office door, open post!]

Hercules had settled into the KFC-riffic office to work on his plan for tomorrow's class. It mainly involved figuring out how to program a super-fast deer into the Danger Shop ( Read more... )

Hercule's face was mostly healed from the beating he'd taken on Sunday. Having gotten traveled back and forth the past few days to make sure things were settling down a bit in Brooklyn, he was happy to settle down in his finger-licking-good office. Dressed in jeans and a sweater, he propped his feet up on the counter that doubled as his desk, put ( Read more... )

Hercules entered his office for the first time this week and flipped on the light. When he was struck by the sight (and smell) of a compact version of a Kentucky Fried Chicken restaurant, he had a moment of confused shock. He stepped back out of the office, double-checked the number of the room, and then shrugged and accepted things and went to go ( Read more... )

Hercules' office, still tastefully decorated in red paint and velvet curtains from the previous occupant, was open today as he expected parental visitors. He sat at his desk, wearing a green button-down shirt, brown khakis, and leather boots. He had his internet radio tuned to a Greek rock station, and excitedly awaited his first visitor.

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After checking his e-mail, Hercules settled in for an exciting day in his office. Even if there was a weird noise coming from somewhere ( Read more... )

Hercules' office was a rather odd affair, given it had previously been decorated by some poncy piratey fellow. Red painted walls were now covered in framed news clippings of Avengers and Hercules' work, along with some of the magazine covers he'd graced (thankfully not the issue of Joygirl he'd done, since that would be somewhat inappropriate for ( Read more... )

Having felt quite accomplished with yesterday's class, Hercules came in to his office the following day to hammer out details for the next week. He wore a Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts, along with simpler sandals than his pair used for heroics and public appearances. He'd left the door and windows open for a nice breeze, and sat down at his desk ( Read more... )