Vala had finally made it back from Mexico, and was spending her afternoon both surfing the web for a thank you gift for Evey for taking her class at the last minute on Monday and teaching herself Spanish.

"Hola. Me llamo Vala."

The platinum band and diamond ring set on her left hand sparkled nicely when her hand got caught in a sunbeam, and she ( Read more... )

Vala was there, making notes about her ideas for detention tomorrow.

The occasional evil laughter might not be a great sign for the detainees, but she was in a good mood and the door was open in case anyone needed her.

Except for during the faculty meeting, Vala was in her office, feet propped up on her desk as she surfed eBay and various other mercantilesque websites.

Ooooh, what was this?

The door was wide open.

Anyone passing by would probably see Vala taking her new computer for a spin while she was talking on the phone ( Read more... )

Vala was lounging in her office, feet on her desk and reading a Tiffany's catalog, but she was available for anyone who wanted to speak with her, or use her office to hide from relatives (for a small fee, of course).

The door was open.

Vala had discovered the police blotter and was busy ensuring that her name and/or description weren't in it.

Not that she'd done anything, of course.

The door was wide open.

[ooc: I will be in and out tomorrow, but I will be going to bed fairly soon.]

Vala hadn't been in for her office hours the day before due to a small incident involving some artifacts, a pawn shop in Virginia, and dueling claims of forgery and highway robbery, but she hadn't seen any notes on the door, gotten any phone messages, or had students lined up outside her door this morning, so she figured she was probably safe.

( Oooh, e-mail. )

Vala was searching online, trying to figure out a good price to set on some of the artifacts she'd found in a drawer of her office.

eBay was a wonderful thing, and she was fully embracing the theory of caveat emptor.

The door was open.

[ooc: Sorry this wasn't up earlier, but work likes me to work.]