Janitor/Office log new school year flavor [audio/action]

[whitedeviljack]

[Raiden's voice rings over this post; quiet and raspy... clearly too tired sounding to even make an effort to type. He sounds downright glum. Defeated. Guilty.]

Bunch of new people, huh? Hi. I'm Raiden, the janitor.

I'm taking a couple of days off. ...Just deal with it.

[Even that lacks its usual bitter, vindicated edge and he ends the voice

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[misscammywhite]

Date and Relative time:8/19, around 7:00 or 8:00pm
Where: This would be the stadiumm
Open or Closed?: open!

Hello, blonde man cleaning the stadium! Have a blonde girl in a green track jacket and underwear sized shorts. Because Cammy had not yet run into Raiden, spotting him in the stadium caught her a bit off guard.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't think anyone else used the stadium so late."

[whitedeviljack]

Raiden almost hadn't heard her, as his thoughts drifted between thinking about what had happened and not thinking about what had happened, leaving him in a listless, sullen state. Distracted.

"Huh?"

That spot in the stadium had been mopped for the past 30 minutes or so, despite it not being dirty. New face. New girl. He shrugged.

"Kind of late, isn't it? Sorry. I'll get out of your way."

[misscammywhite]

"Yes, I thought I would try to come in when there weren't a lot of people. But you don't have to leave on my account..."

She took a few steps closer, hands clasped behind her back. It was odd. This man reminded her of someone....

"I'm Cammy," She said casually. "Who are you?"

[whitedeviljack]

Solid Raiden and Liquid Dante

"Raiden." The blonde answered to the other blonde. "You're one of the new students, right?" Or maybe she was a teacher... oh, but she'd probably take that as a compliment, huh?

[misscammywhite]

Right on the money.

"Yes, from Capcom. Still getting used to the new surroundings. And you are..."

She finally took notice of the mop in the man's hand.

"... The janitor?" She took a seat in one of the folding chairs on the outskirts of the stadium field.

"It must be quite a challenge to be in charge of the upkeep of a place like this."

[whitedeviljack]

Ah crap she was taking a seat. That meant she was probably getting comfortable. Raiden went back to idly mopping the spot on the floor that clearly didn't need mopping.

"Raiden." He answered. "I've always got my hands full, yeah."

[misscammywhite]

Don't think she didn't notice how the man was mopping the same spot over and over again. She would ask what was bothering the man, but she had only just met him. It wasn't her place. Instead, she furrowed her brow.

"You get used to it eventually, I imagine."

[whitedeviljack]

"Same shit, different day." He muttered, then pinched the bridge of his nose. He felt a creeping guilt threatening to override the burden of losing his first Pokemon. He was being rude to a new person and he knew it. Raiden was just struggling to care about it.

"Look, I'm sorry, I'm not really feeling well..." He lied and trailed off.