Avery never misses Valvatorez's practical exams--as long as they don't happen to coincide with any of his own teacherly duties, anyway, though he's at least done his best to clean up any popcorn spills and keep any laughter to a minimum. There's just something so amusing about seeing some of these kids think they have a chance against any of the things they're pretending to fight against. Something a little sad too, he supposes, but mostly he just likes watching the overly confident ones fall flat on their faces.
As far as he's concerned, those one's deserve any laughter on his part.
He doesn't interfere, however. He's a professional. He knows better than that. Those moments are better saved for situations, creatures, and, of course, students that call for it.
B: Missed Opportunities - just Val
It's later at night, when he's sure students are either sleeping or studying, that Avery comes to knock at Val's office door, a scrap of paper in hand and a faintly amused smile on his face.
He didn't remember writing the note he'd found tucked in one of his blazer's pockets, but then again, he didn't remember much of the night he suspected he wrote it at all. "It's me," Avery calls through the door. "Not with a student, are you?"
March 24-29th -- Practical Exams
Avery never misses Valvatorez's practical exams--as long as they don't happen to coincide with any of his own teacherly duties, anyway, though he's at least done his best to clean up any popcorn spills and keep any laughter to a minimum. There's just something so amusing about seeing some of these kids think they have a chance against any of the things they're pretending to fight against. Something a little sad too, he supposes, but mostly he just likes watching the overly confident ones fall flat on their faces.
As far as he's concerned, those one's deserve any laughter on his part.
He doesn't interfere, however. He's a professional. He knows better than that. Those moments are better saved for situations, creatures, and, of course, students that call for it.
B: Missed Opportunities - just Val
It's later at night, when he's sure students are either sleeping or studying, that Avery comes to knock at Val's office door, a scrap of paper in hand and a faintly amused smile on his face.
He didn't remember writing the note he'd found tucked in one of his blazer's pockets, but then again, he didn't remember much of the night he suspected he wrote it at all. "It's me," Avery calls through the door. "Not with a student, are you?"