Janitor/Office log new school year flavor [audio/action]

[whitedeviljack]

[Raiden's voice rings over this post; quiet and raspy... clearly too tired sounding to even make an effort to type. He sounds downright glum. Defeated. Guilty.]

Bunch of new people, huh? Hi. I'm Raiden, the janitor.

I'm taking a couple of days off. ...Just deal with it.

[Even that lacks its usual bitter, vindicated edge and he ends the voice

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[misscammywhite]

Date and Relative time:8/19, around 7:00 or 8:00pm
Where: This would be the stadiumm
Open or Closed?: open!

Hello, blonde man cleaning the stadium! Have a blonde girl in a green track jacket and underwear sized shorts. Because Cammy had not yet run into Raiden, spotting him in the stadium caught her a bit off guard.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't think anyone else used the stadium so late."

[whitedeviljack]

Raiden almost hadn't heard her, as his thoughts drifted between thinking about what had happened and not thinking about what had happened, leaving him in a listless, sullen state. Distracted.

"Huh?"

That spot in the stadium had been mopped for the past 30 minutes or so, despite it not being dirty. New face. New girl. He shrugged.

"Kind of late, isn't it? Sorry. I'll get out of your way."

[misscammywhite]

"Yes, I thought I would try to come in when there weren't a lot of people. But you don't have to leave on my account..."

She took a few steps closer, hands clasped behind her back. It was odd. This man reminded her of someone....

"I'm Cammy," She said casually. "Who are you?"

[whitedeviljack]

Solid Raiden and Liquid Dante

"Raiden." The blonde answered to the other blonde. "You're one of the new students, right?" Or maybe she was a teacher... oh, but she'd probably take that as a compliment, huh?

[ofasandgoddess]

Date and Relative time: August 17 - 16:00 (after classes)
Where: Raiden's Little Office - AE20
Open or Closed?: Closed

She hadn't seen him since she'd begun to show herself again. She felt terrible for not keeping in better touch with him. And to be fair, with both Shinon and Ganondorf out of the academy, Nabooru felt remarkably lonely. It was wonderful to spend time with Goombella and Knuckles, but they had each other and it was rather... like pouring salt in the wound when she considered that.

Raiden was acquainted with loss. Nabooru knew that. It was what had drawn her to him in the first place. She'd wanted to help him through the difficult times, which she'd believed she could do by distracting him. Nowadays, she wasn't sure if she would have done it all a different way or what. All the same, she hadn't seen him and it was more than the allotted time to wait.

She knocked on the door of the office when she showed herself in and cautiously looked around. "...Raiden...?"

[whitedeviljack]

Raiden wasn't aware of the relationship between Nabooru and Shinon, but he damn well knew about Ganondorf. He hadn't even stopped to think about how he should feel about that until he heard a familiar voice at his door. Earlier he was predictably moping around with his head on his desk (red mark still prominent on his forehead) but now he was restocking the shelves with supply boxes, trying to keep busy.

"Nabooru...?" Setting the box of pens he had in hand on the floor, bringing attention to his visitor.

"Hi."

[ofasandgoddess]

When she heard his voice, she used it to follow her way to locate him. There he was, busying himself, which she supposed in hindsight she should have realised. There was a pause in her steps and she found the closest thing to lean again, which happened to be his desk. She rested her weight upon her right hand and watched him for a few moments and then nodded.

"Hey there. I thought I'd make sure you were still alive and breathing," she explained. "If I'm interrupting I can totally leave and come back later."

[whitedeviljack]

"No, no you're not interrupting anything..." He answered automatically. "Just... restocking shelves." By himself. No boxes to rest upon bald turtle heads here.

[tank_rockarms]

Date and Relative time: The day before Mac leaves. Bro time.
Where: TD-03,
Open or Closed?: WHATEVS, MANG.

Max knocked on Raiden's door with his meaty fist.

[whitedeviljack]

Nope. Noooo he was lying in bed, moping like a sad, pathetic thing. Not answering the door.

[tank_rockarms]

Max kept knocking on the door with his meaty fist.

"HEY RAIDEN, YOU IN THERE?"

It's Max, Raiden.

The knocks are starting to get... harder.

[whitedeviljack]

"Mmmmrrrgghnn..." Came a muffled and growl from deep in the dorm.

[badasscopters]

Date and Relative time: August 18th, around noon
Where: TD-03
Open or Closed?: Closed

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Goose noticed the post eventually. His usually chipper-sounding janitor buddy sure didn't sound very happy, needless to say, and he didn't see much reason why. Maybe he was just tired and needed a drink? Yes, that is probably just it. Tired and in need of a drink.

He strutted over to his dorm, a box of beer tucked under one arm and his right arm left free. He tapped on the door and stuck his ear to the door.

"Raiiiiiiiideeeeeeeen. Heeeeeeeey. Open up."

[whitedeviljack]

Goose, alcohol was a depressant, that was just going to make things worse. And that's okay. Raiden would say he'd need a drink, and maybe he had taken the liberty to get himself smashed Monday after Gamera was taken away. Spent Tuesday nursing his hangover and convincing himself he'd never do that again.

A grumble came from deep within the dorm.

Well, he'd try not to do it ever again, starting with lying in bed grumbling to himself and not answering the door.

[badasscopters]

Well, that wasn't turning out to be very successful. Honestly, he had no idea if the dorm was locked or not, but if it wasn't, he was going to give it just one more shot before barging in himself. You know, because he is a Very Polite Gentleman.

Goose knocked louder. "Raideeeeeen, c'mon. Open up. I've got some booze with your name on it."

[whitedeviljack]

"Mmggghnnn." He groaned. Booze kind of sort of got his attention but it was very difficult to get out of a warm bed, especially in the mood he was in. He just wanted to be left alone.

"Hold on." He finally managed, knowing Goose would persist.

After a few minutes, Raiden opened the door, not able to find a shirt but was able to find some jeans to throw on. His hair was messy and despite lying in bed for the past day or so, it looked like he hadn't slept much.

[140_96]

Date and Relative time: August 17, early evening
Where: TD-03
Open or Closed?: Open.

Mei Ling knocked on the door of Raiden's room. At first it was just a tiny knock that was just audible. There was no reply, so she ended up knocking harder.

"Raiden? It's me, Mei Ling."

She knocked again, this time a bit harder and louder. Standing next to her was a Pikachu who was just looking curiously at Mei Ling, tail swaying.

"Open the door. Please? Raiden!"

Mei Ling hoped Raiden wasn't angsting. Because amongst all her friends who angst, Raiden was probably the best one out of all of them at doing it.

[whitedeviljack]

This guy had a 4.0 in angstology. Mei Ling would find TD-03 strangely quiet, as if the person inside was still being a mopey mope and not answering the door.

...or, it could have been he was just coming back from his meeting with Nabooru and about to go lie around in his dorm and be a mopey mope, not answering the door. He snuck up behind Mei Ling in the hallway, a questionable look on his face as she knocked on his door.

"Mei Ling?" Was that a Pikachu at her side...?

[140_96]

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Mei Ling turned around, surprised that Raiden managed to sneak up on her like that. The difference between away from your and moping weren't too different, now that she thought about it. Characterised by silence and inertness. 'I guess he was still doing his janitor duties.' she thought.

"Hey." she began after calming down. "You don't look too good. I wanted to check on you, because there was Otacon before and now... well, I don't want you locking yourself up in your room for extended periods of time."

The Pikachu just sat there, still looking curiously at Raiden. Who was this blonde guy, she wondered?

[whitedeviljack]

"What was wrong with Otacon?" He asked, eager to take the subject off of him because ha ha that was precisely what he was doing and planned on to continue doing.

Though, the little yellow Pokemon caught his attention and his traveled down. "Is that a Pikachu?"