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[zealouspeter]

Who: Shuji Ikutsuki (rodeforthefall) and Shiroe Rei Seki (zealouspeter).
When: Today, March 9th, Afternoon.
Where: Hillsdale University.
Summary: Funds are thin and SERO's welcoming. What a perfect combination.
Warnings: Shouldn't be!

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[rodeforthefall]

SERO's employment standards, as a general rule, did not leave much room for inefficiency; this rule was broad enough to apply even to the university staff, and thus the secretary had been more than capable of preforming her role of informing Ikutsuki that he had a student coming in for a meeting

this is horribly late, and if you'd like to handwave at this point, I'd... understand. ._. I'm sorry

[zealouspeter]

The pleasantness wasn’t anywhere near a surprise, but Shiroe made sure to move without much hesitance after it, a small smile spreading across his face - he kept his mind carefully to himself, just in case. This wasn’t exactly the moment that he wanted any chance of messing up in.

“Ah, hello. My name’s Shiroe. Shiroe Rei Seki. They said that you might have been able to give me some, uh…” Head tilted, a pause, hovering somewhat-but-not-completely-awkwardly over the chair in front of the desk, hands raising then lowering, “… Scholarships?”

Financial help was the official term, as far as he saw it. But no need to be dreary: the man probably saw a good number of indignant or demanding students, and a change in the positive from the norm was bound to work in his favor. Hopefully, in any case; this whole meeting was a gamble, from it being SERO to it just being plainly about money (as much as they might have twisted around to say that it wasn’t), but he wasn’t even entirely sure if there was supposed to be some certain way to go about it

It is okay, if you do not mind some slowness on my end as well! /lolwhut is hiatus

[rodeforthefall]

Ah, so that was what the boy wanted to talk about -- it appeared that he was suffering from some sort of financial strain, or perhaps he simply wanted to grasp any advantageous opportunity. With the way that SERO's currently available scholarships worked, Ikutsuki could acknowledge that there was no need to make any sort of distinction

Slowness should be the name of the game. D8;;

[zealouspeter]

"Do people actually read them?" That might have been a brash, maybe stupid question, but Shiroe didn't think that much on it- he was curious, and that was all. It wasn't as if his world had anything scholarships; people were sorted by their intelligence alone. If they did have scholarships, he mused, machines would look at them.

So maybe SERO was the same way.

"If they do, there must be a whole committee for it." He was taking a seat, sounding like a child in voice, perching on the edge of the chair but not looking nervous or anxious. His eyes were focused right on Itsuki, giving the shelves of files only a bit of attention. "With how many go through, the week's more than impressive."