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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[lovingfuss.livejournal.com]

Oh the confusion just keeps mounting here, doesn't it? However, he had caught Devra's interest with something she had never heard of before.

"Vibroblade?"

*ignores the giggling of the writer who just went to such the wrong place about that item.*

Devra shook her head. "I don't give compliments unless I mean them, and all I know about you is what Cassidy thinks." Her lips twitched. "And what she has told her brother."

[sith_happened]

"Knife," Anakin clarified. "And really, compliments aren't necessary. I teach. The students listen or not."

[lovingfuss.livejournal.com]

Devra couldn't help but grin at that. "Well, since she hasn't started trying to use a sight shield to avoid her classes with you or put snakes or lizards in your desk, I'm going to assume that whatever you teach, she's paying attention to."

Devra knew her children. "And considering that I haven't heard one word out of her about letting her come home, I am going to trust that she is settling in well."