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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[stitch_in_time]

Maybe I was just trying to see if there was any shred of humanity left under all that... that.

[Note the past tense. And much as he'd like to think that Bolton might be reasoned with into calling things off, at this point he'll settle for annoying the one with the proverbial gun to all their heads.]

[theoverseers]

[Bolton kind of "mm"s quietly, in a "so that's how it's going to be" kind of tone, taking another sip of coffee. When he lowers the cup again he smiles, though there's something hollow to it and not smug or cruel.]

You of everyone here has been around long enough to know that there's plenty of reasons someone would give that up, Doc.

[Note the complete lack of guilt. You won't reason with him - or annoy him - that easily.]

[stitch_in_time]

I know there's plenty of excuses for it. Wars and old age and never quite gettin' over that fear of the dark. But y'know, old as I am, I've not once seen any that actually held up.

So what's yours, lost someone you care about? Mum and dad didn't hug you enough? Lost at tic-tac-toe one too many times?

[theoverseers]

[Bolton leans forward, sets his coffee cup down and steeples his fingers on the table.]

Wouldn't you love to know.

[stitch_in_time]

I would! And not just for the schadenfreude of it all. Mostly, but not all.

[And you know what, he will take some coffee. Specifically, that mug Bolton just set down to pose over.]

And speaking of, you never answered my question on day one. Where'd you get the tech to bring everyone here? Call that one professional curiosity.

[theoverseers]

[You can insult a man's morals, but you cannot take his almost-empty mug of coffee! He snatches it back out of the Doctor's hands with a glare.]

Where'd we get it? Same place we got the funding to keep the kitchen stocked and hot food prepared every day.