[ You know what, he might as well make an attempt to ask something, hence why he's going to find the office and just... knock on the door, like a polite person? He might not get what he wants, but look.
He can at least try, and that's what counts here. ]
He can at least try, and that's what counts here. ]
[Knock, knock. It's the avocado boy.]
Were you able to make any progress?
[ guess who is here its your favorite android ]
[ guess who is here its your favorite android ]
[KNOCK KNOCK it's your favorite student!]
Hello, Mr. Young. Are you busy at the moment?
Hello, Mr. Young. Are you busy at the moment?
[ Takes place after this
Knock knock, a very unhappy, unsteady Hank is at your door, looking.... well, he looks like shit. Did he sleep? ]
You better be in here, asshole, I need a drink, stat! And you don't get to ask why.
Knock knock, a very unhappy, unsteady Hank is at your door, looking.... well, he looks like shit. Did he sleep? ]
You better be in here, asshole, I need a drink, stat! And you don't get to ask why.
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[ She'll knock politely! She's a polite woman!! But god she does hate this man.
Open up, Professor. ]
Open up, Professor. ]
[ Knock, knock, it's....... wow, okay, this sure is a different tone from last time.
Hank knocks on the door. Gently. Even looks kinda sheepish. Juuust a little. It's seeping in from his resting scowl. ]
Hey, uh.
[ Pause....... ]
Shit. Where do I even start.
Hank knocks on the door. Gently. Even looks kinda sheepish. Juuust a little. It's seeping in from his resting scowl. ]
Hey, uh.
[ Pause....... ]
Shit. Where do I even start.
[Knocking on the door... Again.
He has a can of Monster in his hand.]
He has a can of Monster in his hand.]
[ Polite knocking was for last week, Becca Rushes In this time. ]
We're due to have a talk, you!
We're due to have a talk, you!
Please tell me you guys don't have cameras in the locker rooms too.
[ just fucking wanders in sometime wednesday??? it's fine. ]
Yo Han, rules question.
Yo Han, rules question.
[ A knock comes on the door, and Rebecca doesn't wait for a response. Just opens it up. Rebecca's...a lot more tired than the last two times. ]
Mister Young... I'm here for a chat.
Mister Young... I'm here for a chat.
[he barely hears her, his eyes are locked on his computer. the lights are off, but from the glow, it's obvious that he's got his hands folded, pressed against his mouth.
he looks like he's barely keeping it together.
next to him, his tablet occasionally beeps with a message from Connor.]
he looks like he's barely keeping it together.
next to him, his tablet occasionally beeps with a message from Connor.]
[ Knock, knock, it's your buddy Hank. He's still pretty pissed from the trial but Han didn't look so good either (from what little of him he saw at the afterparty) so. You know. By virtue of being sorta friends, it's probably about time Hank checked in on Han. ]
Knock, knock. How'd Mr. "Sucks at Killing" do with his first death trial?
[ If he's being a dick, it's because... well, he's a dick. And he handles pain about as well as no one. ]
Knock, knock. How'd Mr. "Sucks at Killing" do with his first death trial?
[ If he's being a dick, it's because... well, he's a dick. And he handles pain about as well as no one. ]
[yeah, he fucked off of the party as fast as humanly possible. Han is in full introvert mode-- as evidenced by how the lights are off in his office, with the exception of the glow from his laptop.
he's not... focusing... on anything except that, like he's seeking purchase from something on that screen.]
he's not... focusing... on anything except that, like he's seeking purchase from something on that screen.]
[ Guess who is knocking on the office door? ]
Han, are you around? We need to talk.
Han, are you around? We need to talk.
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[ It's sometime during the gathering. It's sometime after the trial. But a frantic knocking comes at the Faculty Office door. Should Han be out at this time, Rebecca will pace, practically wearing a hole in the floor. She's disheveled, upset from the day's events and more. ]
cw: graphic violence, brain matter, dislodged bone, crushed head, eye trauma
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- 2018-09-01 23:27 (UTC) - Expand[After the second trial, before the afterparty, Mitarai is wandering around, calling indiscriminately.]
Han? H-Han? I hope it's all right to call you that...
Han? H-Han? I hope it's all right to call you that...
[he's literally on his way to the gym, but he stops when he hears someone calling him. What's different from the trial? he has glasses on now. Which he adjusts on his face, obviously not used to wearing them]
Oh, Ryota. Yeah, sure, you can call me Han.
Oh, Ryota. Yeah, sure, you can call me Han.
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