[Event]

[seaandsky]

*Well, Shinji can really only manage so much when it comes to waiting around and acting like he doesn't know anything.

But it's why he's somewhat sneaking into the areas of LDS that aren't usually for where the teachers should go. It's after classes are over, most people are going home right now, but...

He can't shake the feeling that there's something else here in the works. And it's getting to be unbearable for him, especially after knowing that LDS put the blame onto Trendafilka for the incident recently-- and the situation with the Fusion Course's instructor, too...

Well, this is why he's going where he probably shouldn't be.*

Comments

[seaandsky]

*... he lets out a breath.*

Fine. I understand.

I just have one request to make, and that's it.

[ruleroftheend]

I'm listening.

[seaandsky]

I need an assistant Xyz Instructor. Even just one.

[ruleroftheend]

... Within reason, you have permission to hire as many instructors for you as you need.

However, you'll find out why we've been short on staff if you concentrate for a moment. Or should I explain quickly with brief words and let your imagination fill in the gaps for you?

[seaandsky]

Thank you.

*... he considers for a moment. And decides to bite.* Explain it, quickly.

I want to hear how you'd put it.

[ruleroftheend]

Column A is Gokuyama's personal actions have generated a reputation for us being cursed.

Column B is the less hires here, the less chance of Academia infiltrating.

I will refrain from talking about Gokuyama in depth to ensure you don't think less of me and so I don't make my doctors worry. I very much do not like the man.

[seaandsky]

*he makes a sound like he wasn't very fond of Gokuyama, either.*

I feel like I should give you my condolences, sir.

But, I think this satisfies the curiosity I had, enough. Still, you want me to assist with those three...

Who do you think needs help the most, at the moment?

[ruleroftheend]

Makonaba. Project... Wechselkind, I believe it's called, is one I have mild interest in but she seems poor in results in.

... Or when she does, the project results in a local debutante being abducted due to resembling one of our students.

::Sighs with long and eternal exasperation.::

[seaandsky]

*I think I definitely feel sorry for you.

He almost feels like this is going a bit too conveniently... but maybe that's just how life can be, sometimes? Though maybe he should let himself know things a bit more often.

Instead of riling himself up like this.*

Hnm... fine. I'll go and see how I can help her, then.

At least this takes a burden off of my own mind.

[ruleroftheend]

... Also, Nakajima will be informed that you, as a member of Lancers Selection, will be allowed to have direct access to me and him and the head office whenever you need.

Within reason. I am an exceptionally busy man, Mr. Samasu.

[seaandsky]

Of course. I wouldn't expect anyone to just be available on demand, sir.

If you'll excuse me, then.

[ruleroftheend]

Take the exit in the back of the room. Our local 'Ghost' doesn't know about that path. And it has multiple lockout doors.

I'd rather not risk the chance of letting them in.

[seaandsky]

*... he looks towards the entrance that he came through.*

The "Ghost". The source of the damage out there, yes?

Understood, sir.

[ruleroftheend]

Them and one of the students.

[seaandsky]

Hnm... Alright.

*He does feel like he should know that too... but he doesn't know the other person exactly that could be the ghost. So that's harder to pinpoint on...

he'll have to look into that a bit. He leaves through the back way.*

[Later on]

[seaandsky]

*Later, Shinji comes to where Eren should be, right now. working late, professor?*

[crimsoncryptid]

::Yes. "Working". There's clearly important folder and docs open... but at the moment she's playing a Candy Crush esque game, yawning.::

[seaandsky]

*... he knocks at the door, even though it's already been opened and everything.*

Hello?

[crimsoncryptid]

::Clicks away.::

... Yes?

[seaandsky]

Samasu, Shinji. I'm the Xyz Instructor for this school.

Mr. Akaba sent me here to give you assistance.

[crimsoncryptid]

... Assistance? This late at night? I guess working on Project: Lancers Selection and Project: Hard-Boiled Wonderland and The End of the World must be getting to him. But. He writes the paychecks at the end of the day.

You got a pen or something?

[seaandsky]

*he takes out a pen from his pocket*

It's somewhat my fault for the lateness, sorry. Besides, he said you were the one who probably needed assistance the most, when I asked him.

[crimsoncryptid]

::Hands over various release forms.::

Sign these while I make a few calls.

[seaandsky]

*... he takes them, looking them over.*

Of course, apologies once again.

[crimsoncryptid]

::Typing and talking. The forms themselves are painfully boring consent and approval forms, with thick legal explanations. They make you pretty drowsy. And want to stab the lawyers involved.::