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[ourheartsareone]

Name(s): (Professor) Aerith Gainsborough and OPEN
Location: Her office/classroom and surrounding area.
Week: Week 48, I believe.
Time: Sunday - Late Morning/Early Afternoon
Rating: TBD (likely low)

Comments

I don't know if Aerith took Tsunade's old office, but I'm guessing it was in the vicinity?

[brbusinivalice]

It had been a habit of his to take a walk this time of day. With his duties lessened, and therefore with him having more time on his hands, Delita found that this became a sort of ritual, something to calm and ease the mind. Between his study, his failure of a social life, and well...everything else.

Still, it was a nice day, and sometimes between study, a walk was what was in order.

Though why was it that he always ended up here? This same hallway, every time he walked. Maybe it was just habit, part of those early-morning routines that he still couldn't get rid of, even when Delita himself knew that the reason of said routines wouldn't be back for a long time...

Old habits die hard, perhaps...

He maybe had stopped longer than he should have, being indulgent in old memories, and more than enough nostalgia, even though the time spent doing such things was short, to choke an entire sentient photo album.

Maybe? I would have to check. But I don't have a problem with that. :)

[ourheartsareone]

"Hello?" Aerith blinked at the boy and tilted her head curiously, "Do you need help with anything?" she stepped out into the hallway, her hands clasped in front of her.

A small smile touched her lips when she saw an all too familiar expression on his face. What was he thinking about? Maybe she should have left him alone.

This castle was full of so many memories. Everyone was entitled to their moment of reminiscing. She had been doing a lot of that lately herself.

Still, she was a Professor now. If he needed assistance, she had a duty to help him. And she was more than happy to do it.

"What's your name?" her voice softened, not wanting to spook him if he turned out to be particularly shy.

[no_souls_here]

Lost in his own thoughts, Ciel found himself wandering the hallways. Eventually he intended to wind up back at the dorms however he was taking the long route.

What a week it had been so far. It's not everyday that a deceased relative returns from the grave. His aunt hadn't actually been killed, he knew that now but that wouldn't change anything. He'd still loath her wouldbe killer, and have to keep a close eye on her. If her murderous tendencies came back with her, relative or not, he'd have to take care of the problem. That might be a bit more stimulating than the school's curriculum... but certainly not an enjoyable task.

There was also a new professor to consider. For what reason did Undertaker bother coming here?

He planned to pass right by the vicinity without stopping however the sound of rustling and movement prompted him to take pause. Spying an open door he briefly wondered whether or not to investigate. It couldn't be anything that interesting..

[ourheartsareone]

After meeting Delita, Aerith had gone back into her office. She was humming to herself when Ciel walked by. However, once she heard his footsteps, she stopped humming and walked to the doorway. Peering around the edge, green eyes wide, she smiled at him.

"Curious?" she asked a little playfully, "You're welcome to come in if you want. I was just fixing some tea."

The scent of herbs was indeed wafting into the hallway. Aerith made some of the best flower tea.

[no_souls_here]

It didn't take long for the room's occupant to emerge. Ah, one of the professors... which one was this... Professor Gainsborough? She looked harmless enough. Innocent even.

"If it's not too much of an imposition, "Ciel replied in one of his rare moments of politeness. The lure of tea was an added incentive to accept the offer.