Counselor's Office 01

[punchicebergs]

Who: Kojiro and YOU
What: Counseling and comforting
Where: Kojiro's Office
When: November Sunday, 13th - Saturday, 19th
Warnings: TBA but there shouldn't be any besides language.

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13th / 10 am

[punchtheocean]

Marie wasn't really there for counseling. Kojiro fit the job description, sure, and Marie was sure he would do well. But seeing someone on his team for counseling just seemed... weird. He just came to visit. It had been a long time since the two had talked.

"Hey," he mumbled quietly, slipping into the spacious office.

[punchicebergs]

Kojiro looked up at the sound of Marie's voice and offered a gentle smile. Despite the two having gone to that horrid concert, they hadn't gotten the chance to talk much.

"Hello, Marie."

[punchtheocean]

The Squirtle noted the papers in his teammates hand and hesitated with his own hand on the door.

"Are you busy? Is now a bad time? Should I go?" he sputtered out, fidgeting with his free hand.

[punchicebergs]

"Not at all. Just checking over some things," he replied, pushing the papers aside. "Come in, sit down."

13th; 8 am

[punchtheflowers]

Vinnie was well acquainted enough with Kojiro's sleeping habits that he knew he could burst into his office not too long after dawn to see him. Between himself, the Lapras and the Charizard, it seemed like Red Team was just full of early risers.

So here he was. Barging in with nary a knock to the door. "Did you see that network post." The Venusaur's eyes were even more red than usual, and he looked like he hadn't slept a wink that night. "That bastard's back. He's teaching here again."

[punchicebergs]

"Hn?" Kojiro looked up. He was about to stand up when he realized it was just Vinnie. Who else would come barging in at a time like this?

"You are referring to Yevgeny Volgin, yes?"

[punchtheflowers]

"'Course I fuckin' am," he snapped, and immediately regretted it. Vinnie shook his head and sighed, trying to compose himself again.

With one hand rubbing his burning eyes and the other closing the door behind him, he trudged towards the kotetsu muttering, "He's supposed t'be fuckin' gone. Now he's got his old fuckin' job?"

[punchicebergs]

"I'm sure the Hands will be keeping an eye on him, seeing as they know what he is capable of." Kojiro closed his eyes. "Do not let him get to you. He is not worth the effort."

14th 7h30

[punchlava]

Sasha had peered into her teammate's office slowly. Not sure if the Laprass would be there this early, she figured he probably didn't sleep here, so even if all she got was an empty room, she could always come back later without disturbing him.

[punchicebergs]

It wasn't until around 8ish that he arrived at his office. He had not been expecting to find Sasha in there. For two days straight, he had visitors bright and early. What an interesting week this was turning out to be...

"Sasha?" He asked as he closed the door behind him and flicked on the lights. "You're early."

[punchlava]

"Actually I'm pretty late," she corrected. "The Dojo has me up by six in the weekends. "I sent them a message I'd come back at a later time."

Look at her Koji, she was actually sitting down properly like she should on a mat, her tail so up in the air as to not burn anything.

[punchicebergs]

"I see."

He joined her on the floor, placing his hands in his lap. "How are you doing?"

11/15 → 13:00

[reservedempath]

It didn't appear to be an office. And the signs directing toward it actually defined it as a 'counsellor's office'. Except she didn't really know what a counsellor was. And she hadn't thought to even look it up because it was the first time she'd seen the directions for it. But she got the feeling it had been there even previously. Unfortunately for her, her nose had been stuck in a book far too often for it to do any sort of good.

She liked how everything was arranged, though. It seemed so very comfortable. To be fair, she had yet to see any other place in the academy like it. And she was very... intrigued by the whole setup. She scratched at her cheek idly with her left hand as she popped her head in to take a look around. And there was Kojiro, who...

She thought she'd seen before.

"Uhm. Hello?" she asked as she blinked.

[punchicebergs]

Leave it to Red's Kojiro to make things both simple yet sophisticated.

"Hello," The Lapras looked up from his spot at his side "desk." "How may I help you?"

[reservedempath]

She showed herself in and laced her hands together somewhat uncertainly. From an initial meeting, she wasn't sure she could actually gain any sort of informative reading from him. Not yet anyway. And she really didn't want to... pry. She tried not to nowadays.

"I'm very sorry for interrupting," Voile began. "I've never come by this way before. I wasn't exactly sure what to expect, or what a counsellor is. What... exactly are you doing?"

[punchicebergs]

"You aren't interrupting. This is why I have my office open."

He stood up and made his way over to her, "A counselor is someone who listens to people's problems or worries and offers advice as they see fit."

Monday 14th, 12pm

[punchtheflute]

Sonny was humming to himself as he walked into Kojir's office - without knocking - he had a big, steam filled tupperware container in his hands.

"Hey! Koji! Nancy made Fish Sticks for lunch! I asked him if I could bring some extras for you and he said yes and gave me this container! There's a whole school of them in there!"

He was all grins - any excuse to visit his Brother at work was a good excuse. He was so proud of Kojiro - To actually have a job at the school? To take up a position that was going to help people? Now that was awesome.

[punchicebergs]

The scent of the fish sticks was quite delicious, especially since he was rather hungry. (Another one that walked right in. He figured anyone who did that was part of Team Red. It seemed to be an ongoing trend.)

"Ah, thank you, Sonny," Kojiro smiled. "I was wondering what to do about lunch."

[punchtheflute]

"You're welcome! I already ate, so, these are all for you!"

He opened the container and set it down before fishing around in his front shirt pocket to produce two little packets of ketchup. He'd originally had five, but three of them didn't survive the trip.

"I really like your office! It's so pretty!" he said, leaning over to sniff at some of the little trees. They were really real little trees! How cool!

[punchicebergs]

Ketchup wasn't his first choice but he wasn't about to complain. At least Sonny had saved him something to eat.

He smiled at the compliment, "I tried to make it as peaceful and visually pleasant as possible."