sith_happened | Office hours [all day]

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Office hours [all day]

Anakin opened his office door.

And stared.

Someone had redecorated.

Anakin stomped around the office examining streamers on the ceiling and paint on the wall, then the glitter-bestrewned Farrah Fawcett poster, and finally flounced over to sit in his chair.

With its pink boa.

He waved a hand and started up his little galaxy of stars, then picked up a pen that had been decorated with feathers--all of his pens had been decorated with feathers, what the hell?--and hoped no one visited today.

Though that didn't seem very likely.

[OOC: Door's closed, post is open!]

I Am What I Am - John Barrowman

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"If any sticks to me, I'm blaming you," she tells him matter-of-factly.

"Blame the decorators," Anakin said sourly. "I'm going to be shiny for a week."

Aeryn just grins. "I'm sure you won't be teased at all."

"Yes, of course not. No one in the school would ever think the Ethics teacher with a pink boa would be funny in slightest," Anakin said.

"At least then everyone would be glared at equally," she points out.

"I'm a pretty equal opportunity glarer," Anakin protested.

"That was the polite way of me saying 'Stop glaring at my boyfriend in class,'" she says. "I'm not good at polite."

Anakin sighed. "Yeah. We're okay now. He came by and apologized, I babbled incoherently about my dead wife, we'll probably get drunk and make phone calls later."

"Oh," she says. "In that case, be prepared for karaoke."

"I'm not singing," Anakin said immediately. He scooted his chair closer to Aeryn. "How are you doing this week?"

"I'm all right," Aeryn tells him, and she means that. "It's getting better, I think."

"I'm glad to hear it," he said. "Did Caritas help at all?" he asked innocently.

"It did, actually," she says. "I was going to ask how you knew about it, and then I remembered the phone call."

Anakin chewed on his lip, then waved his hand around the office. "She's upset with me," he said, stating the obvious.

"You've noticed. What happened?"

"I don't know," Anakin practically wailed.

"Well, something had to have," she says. "She seems to have a pretty clear idea."

Anakin ran his hands though his hair. "I don't know," he said. "One minute I'm telling her how much the idea of Xander possibly dating a high school student makes me uncomfortable, the next she's all Glitter McDrunkdial."

Anakin paused. "Did I really just say that out loud?"

"You did," she says slowly. "Did you listen to what you said?"

Anakin hid his head in his hands. "I'm going out of my mind."

"And there's glitter on your posters," Aeryn points out.

"And there's glitter on my posters," Anakin echoed, still not looking up.

"Are you going to do anything about it?" She won't push, or not push, as it's not her place, but she's curious.

"I suppose I could take the posters down," Anakin said. "Get a vacuum in here."

"Yes, of course, that's exactly what I was talking about," she says wryly. "Aren't you a mind-reader?"

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