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Who: Collette and Arthur
What: Collette is passing by, stops in for a visit
Where: Arthur's new office
When: Early morning
Rating: PG 13
Warnings: talk of sex stuffs

In the morning, particularly in the summer, there was no one in the school building. Why should there be? The staff enjoyed the few weeks' break as much as the students, and no one cared to be in their place of work unless they had to be. At least, most didn't. Collette enjoyed the solitude of the workplace, her heels clacking authoritatively throughout the halls with no one to hear them. When no one was there, she really was in charge of everything, controlling all moving parts.

It was rare for anyone to surprise her. But as she passed through a hallway lined with teachers' offices, she noticed movement in one, and a shadow in the sunlight pouring from beneath the door. She had passed the door before it registered to her as odd, and she stopped in her tracks, pausing to consider it before stepping backward until she had reached the door in question. The door still read J. Crowley, but she knew that the woman was not in there right now. An eyebrow raised, and her paperwork shifted from one arm to the other as Collette raised a hand to knock, thought better of it, and reached for the doorknob to twist and push her way through. She peeked her head in, the scene before her causing the other brow to raise in surprise. She was not a woman who surprised easily, no, but right now she had to admit she had been. "Monsieur Barclay," she said, taking a half step further past the threshold. "What are you doing?"

Who: Beth and Kaisa
What: A run-in on the grounds
Where: Somewhere outside behind the school
When: Daytime
Rating: PG
Warnings: None

It had been so many years since Beth had been here, but she would never forget a single inch of the place. She loved it here, she always had, and now that she was teaching here, she really felt as though she was coming home.

While she wasn't normally an outdoors kind of person, Beth wanted to walk the grounds before the term began, remember her youth that had blossomed here within the fence. It was all familiar, but it felt new, too. Like she was seeing it with fresh eyes. Fresh eyes that had no intention of watching where they were going, and while her gaze was up in the air, she very nearly walked right into one of the students. Luckily, she managed to see something in her peripherals before they actually crashed. "Oh my gosh!" she gasped, and actually dropped her Gameboy into the grass. It was the only thing she still had from her life before the school, and even though it was practically an antique, it still worked and it was still her favorite portable system. She liked the nostalgia of it, the reminder of all the comfort it had brought her over the years.

"Oh, wow," she sighed, to the poor girl she'd almost walked into like a huge dork. "I wasn't paying attention very well, I'm afraid. Sorry about that. I just sort of got caught up in being here, looking around, seeing all the stuff I used to see when I went here." Giving the girl a smile, she added, "I used to go here, as a student. Well I guess everyone does. But yeah. Now I'm teaching here, yaaaay." This was accompanied by a bigger grin, and a celebratory half-wave of her hands, before she realized she was acting like a weirdo geek spazoid. "Um. I'm Beth! Well I guess, uh, Miss Graves to you. I am Miss Graves. Are you new here? What's your name?"