Office Hours, Thursday

[mouthy_merc]

Well, it wasn't technically is office hours but he was there for a student. Deadpool nudged Jude with his toe once to make sure he was breathing and all that.

Hmmm. He may have gone a wee bit overboard with the duct tape.

The door was shut and locked this time around in case any other students needed his help.

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[dude_its_jude]

Not so mellow any more.

Jude groaned as he regained consciousness - again. Now not only was his midsection bruised from one well-aimed punch with his girlfriend, his head was throbbing, and his throat felt all bruisey. Understandably, of course.

Nonetheless, his first thought upon waking up was . . .

"Rikku?"

[mouthy_merc]

"Guess again lil' buddy." Deadpool nudged him again a bit harder this time.

[dude_its_jude]

"Where is she?" Jude croaked groggily.

[mouthy_merc]

Deadpool spun in his chair, stopping to grin evilly down at Jude. "Not here. Just me and you right now."

[the_merriest]

She was having a crappy day, but she totally had to stop by her mentor's office and see if he was okay. And let him know she was okay. And thank him. And make sure he wasn't out killing Jude.

Maiming, maybe, but no killing.

So she knocked.

[mouthy_merc]

Oh. Crap. Door.

Deadpool looked at Jude, putting a strip of duct tape over his mouth before jumping out the window.

[the_merriest]

Rikku waited patiently for a minute, wondering if maybe he wasn't in his office. "Uh, Professor Deadpool?" she called out. Maybe he was asleep again.

[mouthy_merc]

He skidded to a stop just behind her from the run inside and up the stairs. "Rikku!"