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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Comments

[cyan_maid]

And you could say that's correct, because it definitely sounds like it is.

[Sips her coffee. Did she even put anything in it? Bitch she don't curr.]

[theoverseers]

[He sips his own coffee in silence.]

[cyan_maid]

[Is this a coffee-off. Is he waiting to see her flinch. Because she's not, Jane will slowly and genteel-ly drain a cup of strong black coffee if she needs to. Ectobiology or not, she's still her father's daughter.]

[theoverseers]

[Do it. Show your mangrit.

He's not really competing, he's just waiting for you to say something else.]

[cyan_maid]

[Showing it, it's here, and it's not backing down until the cup is drained.]

Alright...so...hm. I think that's all I wanted to make absolutely sure was okay. The last thing any one of us needs, no matter what we want out of this place, is the Batterwitch getting her prongs all mixed up in this business.

[theoverseers]

Definitely. And- I doubt it will, but if anything changes we'll let you know so we can prepare.

[cyan_maid]

...Alright. That's really the best that can be done, considering.

[She's quiet for a moment, looking at the bottom of her cup, and them makes a little face, sticking her tongue out like a cat that licked something nasty.]

Bluh...could I please have another cup of coffee? If you don't mind. I didn't sleep well last night.

[theoverseers]

Sure thing.

[He pours her another cup of coffee, consciously leaving room for her to add cream and sugar.]

I know the feeling.

[cyan_maid]

[She's making sure to put that in this time. Oh God, get this taste out of her mouth, please.]

...Please don't...take this the wrong way, alright? But...I'm glad Light was right about you on...things. [A beat.] Mostly the coffee. It's good.

[theoverseers]

[Hey, it could be worse, it could be actually shitty coffee.

He looks surprised for a moment, but then his expression softens.]

Well, if I'm good for anything it's a damn good cup of coffee.

[cyan_maid]

W-Well it wasn't just that. It was. That you're honest and up front about things, too.

[theoverseers]

Yeah?

[cyan_maid]

Yes, she...she made sure to tell me so.

[A quiet sip.]

I suppose she talked with you a lot.

[theoverseers]

Just once, actually.

[A matching sip]

But she must've liked what I told her.

[cyan_maid]

...I know it's probably rude to ask, but. What did you tell her?

[theoverseers]

Unfortunately, that's classified. Not quite as ironclad as doctor-patient confidentiality, but something like it

[cyan_maid]

[Oh shucks. Jane takes another sip, glancing to the side in mock-disappointment.]

Alright, then. It was definitely good, though, if she thought highly of you afterwards. I know I...I probably knew only a tip of the iceberg of things about her, but...

[She has to take a breath to steady herself. It's not easy to bring up the names of the dead.]

...I couldn't help but think very highly of her in our time together.

[theoverseers]

...She was a pretty astounding woman. You definitely don't meet people like her every day.

[Yeah, he wasn't unaffected by her death either.]

[cyan_maid]

No, you really don't. I...as I'm sure your files have told you, [She says it a little snidely, fuck these files] I only grew up with my Dad. I wouldn't change that for all the world, but it's so...it's something else entirely to have women in your life whom you can look up to. It's so different, to have Miss Yurika and Miss Natsuhi around.

[theoverseers]

I bet.

You should be sure to appreciate them while you have them.

[cyan_maid]

...I do. With all my heart.

[Maybe...with hope, she could live to be that for another girl. Just maybe.]