Bolton's Office Hours

[theoverseers]

[Want to chat with Bolton privately? Here is where you do it! Bolton's office hours will be held in conference room B in the library for approximately four hours in the morning several days a week. During that time the blinds will be drawn and that room will be off-limits unless you're there to talk to Bolton, though the other three study rooms will still be available for use.


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[damnfourthemerald]

Then I imagine I'm going to occupy a lot of your attention in the coming days. It's not against the rules to vividly imagine.

[He feels he might be pressing his luck to continue this meeting any further, especially if someone else wants to chat Bolt-boy up. For whatever reason. He snatches his discarded envelope, holding it up.]

One more small question for the road, and I hate to double back to this topic, but color me curious. [Who knew curiosity was black.] The information handed out. Was it something you and your counterpart [gonna keep using that word since it seems to grate] personally gathered and cooked up yourselves, or were you given it from higher up to hand out?

[theoverseers]

That?

[He scoffs.]

J had nothing to do with it. I had some help fact-checking the information, but the incentive was all my idea.

[damnfourthemerald]

[Is he just protecting J? The idea does sound like it would be Bolton's idea of the two, but the other is still complicit in all of this...

There's a flicker of anger across his face. If only the rules didn't specify that one had to kill a Champion to escape. There he goes, B, thinking of breaking 6.

He's taking the coffee mug with him thanks. You gotta take your little petty victories where you can!] Thank you for your time. You've been very enlightening.