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[future_fessah]

[Hershel has exams coming up soon, he takes these very setiously. For the past few days he's been living from the slight boosts drinking all too many cups of tea provides while he keeps his nose in a book and attemps to absorb as much information about celtic dig-sites as possible

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[notsolegal]

[Is that-- Can it really be--]

...Layton?

[future_fessah]

[Looks up from the book.]

Yes?

[Notices that he's not where he once was anymore and looks momentarily confused.]

My word...

[notsolegal]

Oh, uh, you're new? Uh. This place is some sort of... interdimensional thing, drags people in at random and there's no way out that any of us can find.

Uh. You don't know me yet, I assume?

[future_fessah]

[Tries to take all that in, choosing to focus on Clive's question for now.]

I'm afraid not. You... look like you could be a student, but I don't believe that I've ever seen you around.

Descole, being a bitch and wreaking havoc

[sinisterballet]

[From behind him, Descole flicks his hat off his head.]

Hey Hershel number million, when did you get here?

[future_fessah]

[Snatches the hat between his book then whirls around.]

W-who are you?

[sinisterballet]

I guess I'm you're new host to this fine place.

You don't know me yet, but you will. Oh, and you're stuck here.

[future_fessah]

S-stuck? But I have exams coming up!

[puzzlingraven]

...Professor?

[future_fessah]

[Looks over.]

I believe you've got the wrong person, I'm a student.

[puzzlingraven]

Ah, is that so? [Small smile.] My apologies then.

[future_fessah]

Not to worry. Um, are you a student here too?