Office hours [all day]

[sith_happened]

After checking his office to make sure Ferus wasn't hiding in a closet or under his desk or something equally inane, Anakin flopped into his chair, consulted his notes briefly so he could remember which students he'd taught when, and waited for the first person to walk through the open into his office.

They couldn't have the coffee in his hands, by the way. Anakin needed that so he didn't tell everyone what he really thought.

[OOC: Up early so I don't forget. Off to Rennfest tomorrow, but should be back by midafternoon. SP=love!]

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[not-objective.livejournal.com]

It was probably a good thing then that Richard was one of those people who managed to be disgustingly alert and chipper even without chemical help.

"Anakin Skywalker?" Cara had been less than forthcoming about her classes, but he'd at least managed to get a name and description, though his hair didn't look terrible at all.

[sith_happened]

"Yes," Anakin confirmed, glancing up. "Who are you here about?"

[not-objective.livejournal.com]

"Cara," Richard replied, tilting his head thoughtfully. It was so thick and luxurious. "Blonde, red leather, hard to miss."

[sith_happened]

"Oh, yes," Anakin replied. "We fought together not so long ago."

Beat.

"And she is also in my class."

[gonnabeblowedup.livejournal.com]

Leia hadn't told Bail about the Parents Weekend, but he'd known. He planned to surprise her, but first he was going to see Anakin for himself. After he'd recovered from Leia dropping the bombshell about her birth father being alive and well and teaching on Fandom, he'd accepted that Anakin was, insane as it seemed, protecting her there. But he was still wary that it was some sort of complex trap.

OK, and maybe he was a little jealous as well. He'd never had to share Leia's affections before.

"Master Skywalker," Bail said.

[sith_happened]

"Kriffing hells," Anakin replied usefully, staring hard.

[gonnabeblowedup.livejournal.com]

"My reaction to my daughter telling me you were here about remarkably similar," Bail said.

[ponytailedturk]

Tseng had made certain to have his own coffee this morning before setting out to make the acquaintances of Rosalind's teachers. He suspected, after the events of the evening before, that he was going to be in need of many more cups before the day was through.

Multiple timelines meant multiple Tsengs. He would have appreciated a warning about such things in advance.

"Excuse me, Professor Skywalker?"

[sith_happened]

"Yes?" Anakin replied, looking up. "How many I help you?"

[ponytailedturk]

"I understand that you are one of Rosalind's teachers, this semester," he said, somewhat pleasantly. Insofar as Tseng was ever pleasant, really. "I was hoping that you might have some insights as to how she's been... adjusting, since her arrival on the island."

[nohaircutsplz]

Medusa didn't really think there was any chance Crystal would have done something so responsible as stop in to see her professors, but she had to try. "Professor Skywalker," she said, sounding rather distressed, "I'm so sorry to bother you, but I don't suppose my sister's been by?"

[sith_happened]

Anakin shook his head. "Not so far at least," he said. "It's been all men."

[nohaircutsplz]

Men? This was terrible news. "Well, if she does stop by," which probably she wouldn't, "will you tell her I'm looking for her?"

[elsewhere-books.livejournal.com]

A coin toss had given Wolfboy the task of coming to meet Leda's ethics teacher. And the idea of Leda taking an ethics class was just weird.

He gave Anakin a polite wave when he came in, and presented him with an index card upon which was written;

HELLO, MY NAME IS WOLFBOY. I AM LEDA'S ADOPTED BROTHER. ARE YOU PROFESSOR SKYWALKER?

[sith_happened]

Anakin read the card and his eyebrows went up. "You don't speak?"

[elsewhere-books.livejournal.com]

Wolfboy shook his head, then wrote on a note pad;

UNLESS YOU KNOW AMERICAN SIGN LANGUAGE?

[lovingfuss.livejournal.com]

If there was any one of her daughter's teachers that Devra had to meet, it was Professor Skywalker.

"Hello," she greeted warmly. "I'm Cassidy's mother. Devra."

[sith_happened]

"Does that make you someone with a title as well then?" Anakin replied with a small smile.

[lovingfuss.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly," Devra replied, smiling slightly as she moved to take a seat. "I don't share the same caste as my daughter. She's a Queen, where as the only caste I can claim is witch."

Not that she minded. She was so very proud of her daughter.

[district12drunk.livejournal.com]

Haymitch walked into the office late morning, still looking a little hungover and definitely smelling a little riper than the day before.

He sat down and smirked at Anakin.

"So you're one of Katniss' teachers, then."

[sith_happened]

"You must be Haymitch," Anakin said, nose wrinkling with distaste. "If you get sick in my office, you will regret it."

[district12drunk.livejournal.com]

Haymitch laughed, humorlessly. "I see she's already told you all about me."

He wasn't surprised. Haymitch knew she held him in contempt, or worse.

[musicalcrab.livejournal.com]

And then there was a crab.

A very small, angry, somewhat Jamaican crab.

"I," Sebastian demanded, "would like to haf a word."

[sith_happened]

Anakin had taught a tiny frog to fly. The crab with an accent was just another day.

"Is there a particular word you had in mind?"

[musicalcrab.livejournal.com]

Point well made.

"Two, actually," said Sebastian, who had to hold out his claw in the air twice since he didn't exactly have fingers to count them on. "Glee. Club."