Office Hours, Friday, Oct. 24

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After class, Tyler left the experiments where they were in case anyone wanted to show off and went to his office.

He'd get to the welcome picnic and find Marla.

Sometime.

Eventually.

In the meantime, he was being a good worker bee, and was ready to talk to his students' loved ones about their progress.

[OOC: Open office is open.]

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"She was really, really good at the cooking and arts segments," Tyler explained. Possibly a little too good at the cooking, if you asked him. "She seemed to have a little trouble with the units on independent living. It seemed like it wasn't something she had thought about."

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"Not surprising," Maria sighed, nodding as she mentally filed that away. "Anemone's been raised military, Mr. Durden. She has always had a handler to take care of her, and orders to follow. The closest she's ever come to independent living is being here in the dorms."

"How about socially? No picking on her class mates? Any refusal to participate?" There was a pause, and a small smile tugged at her mouth. "Unfortunate pranks that involved glitter, and possibly small animals?"

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"She mentioned the military part," Tyler nodded. "Socially, I didn't notice much out of the ordinary." A beat. "She did help explode a pie at me."

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She paused for a moment and blinked in surprise.

"A pie?" The smile became a full out grin, and Maria shook her head. "Congratulations. If she's willing to sacrifice a pie, she meant it in good fun and not maliciously. She won't share food with people she doesn't like."

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Tyler just stared for a minute.

And then he started to laugh.

"Great."

All the crazy girls liked him.