Who: Open post for mingling with Jiaying, Sissel, and Shiba What: Various and sundry When: Across the month of May Where: See prompts Warnings: None yet. May add them as necessary.
[ Students aren't typically the most subtle creatures, even by Steve's standards, so it's not as though he's unaware of the extra attention his classes tend to receive. He's a good teacher because he cares about his subject and doesn't talk down to his students while still commanding a certain amount of respect. They're young and unruly, but if they ever start to get out of hand, a look or pointed comment will usually settle them; not so different from the army, he finds. At least as far as that's concerned.
He tries not to miss days, either, wants his students to trust that he'll be around for when it's really going to matter, but sometimes it's inevitable: when Natasha was sick, and his day spent in a jail cell last Friday. He's not sure if anyone, teachers or students alike, know why he was gone, though he'll certainly tell them if asked. It was one reason he hadn't been grateful to get released early, if his absence didn't have a chance to be noted as something out of the ordinary.
So he doesn't mind the loiterers, or the stragglers, even if there's somewhere else they should probably be. That's by this town's standards, not his own. It takes him a few times to figure out why they're sometimes scattering like cats before he ever has a chance to make his way to the door himself. Then it's another couple of times before he's able to catch up to her afterward. He doesn't think it's his imagination that she's a little harder to pin down elsewhere these days, when they're not busy with their classes.
Luckily, today it occurs close enough to the end of the period that Steve can leave Allison to dismiss the class, and he pushes through the door before she disappears down the hallway. ]
Jiaying.
[ It's not loud, but his voice carries nonetheless. ]
[It's getting harder and harder to bite back the resentment she feels. The toil of facing the people she hates day after day, listening to their problems while pretending she cares. The bright points in her days are few and far between, so the time she takes to herself is to nurse those feelings, cultivate it so she can strike when the time is right.
She stops when she hears her name, turning after a second of schooling of features so she doesn't give anything away. She smiles warmly]
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He tries not to miss days, either, wants his students to trust that he'll be around for when it's really going to matter, but sometimes it's inevitable: when Natasha was sick, and his day spent in a jail cell last Friday. He's not sure if anyone, teachers or students alike, know why he was gone, though he'll certainly tell them if asked. It was one reason he hadn't been grateful to get released early, if his absence didn't have a chance to be noted as something out of the ordinary.
So he doesn't mind the loiterers, or the stragglers, even if there's somewhere else they should probably be. That's by this town's standards, not his own. It takes him a few times to figure out why they're sometimes scattering like cats before he ever has a chance to make his way to the door himself. Then it's another couple of times before he's able to catch up to her afterward. He doesn't think it's his imagination that she's a little harder to pin down elsewhere these days, when they're not busy with their classes.
Luckily, today it occurs close enough to the end of the period that Steve can leave Allison to dismiss the class, and he pushes through the door before she disappears down the hallway. ]
Jiaying.
[ It's not loud, but his voice carries nonetheless. ]
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She stops when she hears her name, turning after a second of schooling of features so she doesn't give anything away. She smiles warmly]
Steve. What can I do for you?