Office Hours, Thursday, 4/29

[tyler_back]

Right, so the chatter online about Project Mayhem 2.0 had intensified instead of dying down. Wednesday night, Tyler had gotten into a three-hour IM war with one of the ringleaders that ended with the numskull proclaiming "We are all Tyler Durden," as if that settled things. But what Tyler had gotten out of the guy before he retreated behind a wall

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[atreideslioness]

"Do you even have anything in here worth taking?" Which was Ghanima speak for 'I can't believe you're leaving me with the hellions' as she breezed into his office, coming in to sit on his desk and steal a nice pen. "Or is this some madcap scheme in the vain hopes that your office will be clean, tidy, and freshly painted when the fall semester arrives?"

[tyler_back]

"I'm not sure I've ever had anything worth taking," Tyler admitted. "But if it gets me a nice clean office come fall, I'm sure as hell not going to complain."

[atreideslioness]

"Lazy," she chided. "Isn't this why we have teaching assistants? To organize things for us?"

[tyler_back]

Tyler sat back on his heels and blinked up at her. "How is making my TAs clean up after me the non-lazy version?"

[flowering_mind]

The beauty of getting your e-mail routed to your phone meant that while Ino had been out training... she still got to read it all without being anywhere near a computer.

Which meant that training got derailed as she absolutely had to go and find him. And pout.

(And be smug and pleased that she was the only student who'd gotten the e-mail, ha! Especially since he did say he'd be back which was--more--than she normally got when people left.)

So, all of a sudden, there was a blonde ninja standing in the doorway. Pouting. "Seriously?"

[tyler_back]

"'Fraid so," Tyler said, shrugging. (And, all right, trying not to smirk at the pout.) "Your face is gonna freeze like that, you know."

[flowering_mind]

"It hasn't yet," she quipped, coming in and raising her eyebrows at him. "So it likely won't. Pouting is very useful, I'll have you know."

[tyler_back]

"You could be the first," Tyler nodded wisely. "Scientific progress marches on, a face finally gets stuck in a pout."

What? It could happen.

"Thanks for stopping by," he added, glancing away. "I'm not sure how much I have that you'd want."

[new_to_liirness]

"Professor Durden?" came a voice that the man hadn't heard for, oh, a month or so. It was, to be fair, slightly different than it'd been before: the strange accent that had been only a trace before was now more pronounced, almost swarthy if words could be, and a little less careful.

[if you'd rather not, I can just nix this!]

[tyler_back]

"Yeah," Tyler said, face still in a box of books, before glancing up and blinking in not-unpleased surprise. "Liir. Welcome back."

[new_to_liirness]

His smile was more than it's usual twitch; it lingered, though the curl relaxed after the first moment.

"Thank you. I was going to ask you about what I might have missed and how it had utterly ruined my grade, but you seem to be busy. Should I come back at another time?"

[tyler_back]

"There aren't going to be a lot of other times," Tyler said ruefully. "I'm packing up to head out for the summer."

He considered Liir. "I put you in at the office as an incomplete, but we're allowed to change that if we have a reason. Is there a reason?"