Consulting? Is it of a sexual nature? And who is this new secretary?! An open log!

[reign_of_power]

Who: Ganondorf, Brock and YOU
What: OPEN OFFICE LOG
Where: Ganondorf's Office
When: Whenever you need and want it, baby.
Warnings:THIS LOG WILL BE RATED M FOR MATURE

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[strikeback150]

Date and Relative time: Sept. 29th, midday
Door open or closed?: s'all good.
Snoopers allowed?: so allowed.

Mewtwo was in his office, and his ears perked up at the sound of the music coming from Ganondorf's. At first he thought it was pleasant enough, but it... it persisted. It was kind of... fast. So. Repetitive. Mewtwo could feel a headache threatening to creep itself in, so he dared to peek his way in, trying not to react to the unique decor. He looked at Brock with some degree of sympathy.

"Hello?"

[bestsweater]

So many students. So many students that should have just turned back when they had the chance. He tried to stop Mewtwo before he entered, but the threshold was crossed, and now he was doomed. DOOMED.

He sighed inwardly and readied a new blank form. "Welcome to the office of Ganondorf Dragmire, your friendly neighborhood sexual consultant. What can we do for you today?"

[strikeback150]

"I'm so sorry to ask, but could you maybe turn down your ambiance music a bit? I'm trying to get some work done next door, and it's..." POISONING MY BRAIN "... Distracting me a little."

Mewtwo completely thought he would just have this short little conversation with Brock and that would be it. He could get back to his papers. It's almost as if he didn't know how this school worked, despite having been here for so long.

[bestsweater]

If only it was that easy. "Um, you might have to ask Ganondorf about that. He...really likes his waiting room music."

REALLY

LIKES IT.

[will_be_god]

Date and Relative time: Monday, 2 pm
Door open or closed?: That's up to Ganondorf
Snoopers allowed?: Sure

Cyrus had wrapped up his class for the week, and things had gone smoothly for once. But his loss to Arceus was still in his mind, and he wasn't as mindful as he usually was as he walked through the hallways. It dawned on him that someone was playing music, but that was about it.

[reign_of_power]

Well well, another guy, which admittedly, Ganondorf thought was Hawke.

"Hey Brock, did you ever know that the large guy that hangs around Lash isn't actually a virgin? Who would even want sleep with that man,I'll never understand. I bet he'd be terrible in bed...but watch this, I'll bring him in here and show you."

Magical hand waving. Magical force field pushing.

Priceless grin pasted across Ganondorf's face.

Even when he realized his mistake. Oh well.

[will_be_god]

Now that, Cyrus noticed. Being pushed into an office against his will had a tendency to snap even him out of his deepest thoughts.

Oh, the young Pewter gym leader and...Cyrus was certain that he'd seen the other man before, but didn't quite know who he was. Another teacher, but beyond that...

"What is this?" he demanded.

[bestsweater]

Brock looked up in surprise.

"Um. Hi, Cyrus."

[monotreme_101]

Date and Relative time: Tuesday 28, mid morning.
Door open or closed?: Closed
Snoopers allowed?: Yes

Knuckles knocked on the door a few times before peeking in to make sure no-one else was already there. He could see Brock of course, and grinned at him. "Hey man! I saw your name on the plaque - that's pretty cool that Ganopndorf let you be his secretary! Hey, Ganondorf - how you doing, Bra?"

It had been a while since he'd seen either of them for any great period of time. Though, behind him entering the room there was another figure...

[tattlemethis]

Goombella wasn't 100% sure about this. But he insisted, so there she was. "Hello," she said quietly. Ganondorf intimidated her, but she suspected he did that to a lot of people.

[reign_of_power]

"Knuckles!" Here, Brock, before you was one of the rare times when Ganondorf didn't look like he was putting on a show, a facade or being a dick. His name was said in a friendly way. Almost polite, even.

"And you brought your girlfriend too. That's great. Love the ponytail."

[bestsweater]

Oh yes. Totally cool that Ganondorf had let Brock be Mr. Secretary man. Staring at skin mags and listening to the damned elevator music all day was certainly cool.

Was that a twitch?

Brock pulled his lips tight and tried his best to fake smile for Knuckles, because Knuckles was a bro.

"Ha, yeah. What can we do for you guys today?"

[whitedeviljack]

Date and Relative time: Sept 30th
Door open or closed?: OPENS
Snoopers allowed?: Shuuuuuure

There was something intriguing about that music, almost like he had heard it somewhere before. Lured by his ears and an extraordinarily long lunch break, Raiden found himself nearing TD-24. Upon the outside was clearly a plaque.

Raiden took one look at the plaque. "..." His mind immediately filled with flashbacks of unintentional sleepovers, booze-covered angels, and clothes-eating couches.

And he ran.

[monotreme_101]

Don't forget sexual acts depicted entirely in cheeto form. Don't forget that, Raiden.

[whitedeviljack]

JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I DID. THANKS.

1/2

[majorcrotchgrab]

Too bad for Raiden, he ran right in to his creepster twin. The Russian grunted and stumbled back. "Hey! Watch where you're goin-"

[bendinurspoons]

Date and Relative time: September 30th, early afternoon.
Door open or closed?: open
Snoopers allowed?: yeah, sure.

Sabrina could not have been less interested in this whole operation. The most mind that she spent the door as she made her way past was to give it a disapproving glance. What could possibly possess someone to think that this music choice was a good one? The psychic gym leader made it a few steps further before she noticed the small change to the plaque on the door, and stopped. She took the few steps back to the door, just to check. Okay, so she had read it correctly. That was... unexpected, to say the least. Sabrina hesitated there for a few seconds before, against her better judgement, she opened the door.

[bestsweater]

SABRINA

SABRINA NO

As soon as she walked in, Brock jumped up, scattering papers across the floor. He almost shouted, but caught himself, knowing that excess noise would surely bring the Gerudo king from the depths of his office and then there would be no escape. He had to save her from this TERRIBLE FATE.

A desperate expression crossed his face. "Sabrina you have to leave get out of here while you still can." He hissed.

[bendinurspoons]

Well, she hadn't been expecting a reaction like that. Sabrina continued to stand in the doorway, giving Brock her usual blank stare. While that look might not outwardly change much with her emotions, and for someone who didn't know her particularly well, it could mean that she was happier than she'd been in years, or that she was trying to set him on fire with her mind, right now it just meant "...Are you serious?" She let several long, awkward moments of silence pass before speaking, and never broke that stare.
And she wondered why people thought she was creepy.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, completely ignoring his (very good) advice.

[bestsweater]

"Yes!" Brock was very serious. More serious than he had ever been in his entire life.

"Ganondorf roped me into this. The Hands said I had to. I'm trapped and if you don't leave, he'll trap you here, too."

Very serious.