mingle | school's in

[elevelvetor]

WHO: You!
WHERE: School campus(es)
WHEN: All month
WHAT: A friendly mingle log for students, teachers, and anyone else to celebrate/get some easy school CR! This is for the whole month of September since it's the beginning of the school year, so take your time. Also, students of any level of schooling are allowed to use this; I left it open for that reason.
WARNINGS: There shouldn't be any, but let me know if anything happens and I'll adjust this accordingly.

Autumn—a season of pumpkin spice lattes, colorful leaves dancing through the air to smack unsuspecting people in the face, and the start of school. Time moves ever onwards, and even the tricky residual effects of August hanging around won't stop it... so pack your supplies, print your schedules, and get ready to make some friends this semester. Or some enemies. It doesn't matter: school's started, and attendance is mandatory. (Or costs money, in the case of university and college students.)

Feel free to make your own top levels and etc; clubs, school life, classroom fun (be it actually paying attention, getting tutoring, passing notes, or whatever you'd like), and all that are fair game!

Comments

B

[mercurio]

[or perhaps you're a student who got lost and thought that your new photography media studies professor's office was this one. prompto's hands are heavy with a stack of papers--a whole two binders of them--so he walks in backwards, one post-it note between his teeth. he only realizes he's in the wrong room when he... sees the state of the office and also that professor sitting at his desk]

[he sputters the post-it note off, making funny noises as he does so, and then looking highly let down. prompto sighs heavily and his shoulders slump]

Hi... uh... wrong office.

[an attempt to look at his watch only causes several of the loose pages on his binders to fall off into a mess on the floor. he groans]

Great. I'm lost, a mess, and totally missed my prof's office hours.

[thole]

[John glances up, smiling warmly at Prompto's antics and shaking his head at his dismay.]

No, no, it's alright. [When he speaks, his accent is British but thick and Northern and if Prompto's not used to hearing those sorts of sounds it might take him a moment to adjust. It's okay, he wouldn't be the first. He moves to stand and shuffle around his office to begin collecting the papers that the younger man has dropped, lest they begin to make their way into his own piles of paperwork.]

Take a breath and have a seat if you like. We'll get you sorted.

[mercurio]

[is this guy even speaking english?]

[...prompto hesitates, before taking a seat. that much he got, after getting over the shock of non-american accent]

[he opens up his binder and starts trying to organize his papers again]

Thanks. Guess my professor wouldn't have been too impressed if I walked in with a disorganized binder anyway.

[thole]

[English of a sorts, at least...

John politely waits for Prompto to catch up with what he has to say before he takes a seat himself and regards the younger man, intrigued.]

Not at all. While you're here, though, tell me where you were going in such a hurry. Was this a scheduled meeting with this professor of yours?

[mercurio]

Oh, uhm. Photography major. Professor Killgarif?

[he feels he had to make that clear] --and, no, not particularly. She has open office hours and I thought I'd go in to ask for some feedback.

[a quiet, defeated sigh, haphazardly piling papers on top of others and onto the rings of the binder.]

I must have confused the office numbers. S'rry.

[thole]

[John shakes his head, offering the young man a soft smile in response to his disappointment to demonstrate that he isn't judging him for making the mistake in the slightest.]

There's no problem at all, we all make mistakes even at the best of times. And if you aren't missing any appointments with this professor of yours, then you certainly aren't disappointing her either.

I'd suggest you collect yourself, and then maybe you can send her an email with the request to meet with her anyway? [He leans his chin in his hand as he regards the younger man, continuing with his gentle advice.] We professors like it when our students show initiative like that, you know. I may not work in photography, but I think that Professor Killgarif and I will both have this in common besides.