Office Hours, Tuesday

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool was spending his free time doing something that had absolutely nothing to do with babies or messiahs

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[shiroi_tiger]

Skywalker or Deadpool, that's who Tyler had suggested Nathan go speak to about a student whose capacity to comprehend deeper emotion was practically nonexistant. And sure, Tyler had stressed that it was probably a good idea to speak to Professer Skywalker first, but Deadpool's office hours were today, and so it seemed like a good idea to stop in to discuss the situation with him today regardless.

"Excuse me," Nathan called, giving a light rap on the doorframe, "Professor Deadpool?"

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool stared for a moment. "...if you jump on one of my chairs, so help me..."

[shiroi_tiger]

... Well. That was unexpected.

"I assure you, I'm not here to go bouncing around on other people's furniture."

[mouthy_merc]

"Damn well better not." Deadpool waved toward one of the chairs after realizing he was supposed to be all... Vice Principaly here. "Damn Scientologists."