Room 308, Wednesday night

[the_merriest]

Rikku still felt dumb about that mistake in Forensings Class. They wouldn't have a real dead person sitting there, answering questions; this was a school, after all. Right? Right

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[ihatedenmark]

Hamlet doubled checked the room number on the door against the one on the paper that had been left on his desk. This seemed to be the right place. Better a late introduction than none at all, he supposed. He rapped lightly on the door and waited for an answer.

[the_merriest]

Rikku jumped slightly at the knock, startling Crookshanks (and earning herself a dirty look from him). "Sorry," she apologized to the cat, and then, standing up, to the odd-looking boy in front of her. "Sorry! Uh, hi. I mean, yes? Can I help you?"

[ihatedenmark]

Hamlet smiled a bit at the girl who answered the door. He didn't recognize her, so he had a good chance of this being the right person at least.

"Rikku, I presume? I'm Hamlet. I was assigned to be your Big Brother here at Fandom but certain ... obstacles have prevented me from being here sooner. I apologize for that."

Because herds of Metroids were hard to escape from, even if you were tagging along with a woman with a missile launcher on her arm.

[the_merriest]

"That's you? You're here?!" Rikku bounced and wiggled her hands around excitedly. "That's wonderful! That's fabulous! Famlusa! Come in!"

She nearly hugged him, but wasn't sure he was the type.

"So what is this whole big brother thing anyway? I mean I have one already but he's at home, and he's stupid anyway, so why are they saying you're going to be my new one?" She was still bouncing. As usual.