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[demonologist]

No running in the corridors, please.

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[tothelibrary]

What if we're late to class?

[demonologist]

Those are the rules. If you're tardy, then either you can't plan a class schedule very well, or...

[Wesley peers at her suspiciously over his spectacles. He takes his hall monitoring duty very seriously.]

...you're delinquent material.

[tothelibrary]

What if there's a fire?

[ look at this face wes. IT IS THE VERY FACE OF INNOCENCE.

...no it is the face of trouble. ]

[demonologist]

Ah. A hypothetical.

[He lifts his finger in lecturing mode.]

It's a well known fact that running during such emergencies only increases the potential for further injuries. The proper action is to leave the premises in a calm and orderly fashion via the nearest safe exit and congregate in the designated safe zone.

If you encounter a fire you should set off the fire alarm immediately.

[pluraphobic]

I wasn't running, I was avoiding.

[demonologist]

Still, safety must come first. What were you avoiding, if you don't mind me asking?

[pluraphobic]

My Physics teacher. He's very officious.

[ someone gains a dislike of scientists early on. ]

[demonologist]

[Wesley's expression becomes one of concern.]

He's not bothering you, is he? Being untoward and overstepping his bounds as an educator?

[cleirchean]

Only applies to the students.

[demonologist]

You're not a student? Sorry, I just thought you'd been held back. I've only just transferred over, actually. From King George's College.

[If he'd stayed perhaps he might have become Head Boy instead of just a Prefect.]