[A - Network: Video] Alright, out with it. Which one of you keeps sticking gum to the bathroom ceiling? It's not as much work to fix as a blown up classroom, but at least I can accept something like that is an accident. You'd have to be willfully doing something like this.
[S'up, it's the janitor. He's doing a pretty good job of looking exasperated and resigned all at once, because seriously? Does someone really think it's that funny to make his job harder?]
[Sigh.]
I know a janitor can't exactly do as much to make your life a living hell as a teacher can, but I wouldn't underestimate me because of it. [If nothing else, he helps in the kitchen sometimes. Who knows what might happen to your food?] But, who knows? Maybe I'll be merciful if you turn yourself in now. If it keeps happening and I catch you...
[He trails off and shrugs. He'll figure something out.]
[B - Prose] Archer is, for all his sarcastic quips and general cynicism, a hard worker. Mop the floors. Put a couple of chairs back together after some power-related mishap in one of the classrooms. Oh, and the groundskeeper needs help? Okay, sure, it's not like he has anything better to do right now. And that's just before lunch.
But now it is lunchtime, and goddammit, he is going to enjoy his break. No one is going to bug him about how this-or-that suddenly came up and he needs to take care of it. None of the students are going to give him a hard time just because, as near as he can tell, they can. And no one—no one—is going to wheedle some of the lunch he has prepared for himself out of his hands (and into their mouth, presumably).
...Hahaha, yeah right. He isn't actually that optimistic, but maybe he'll be proven wrong for once. In any case, he'll at least try to enjoy his break while it lasts—outside, where it's quiet.
Archer - Fate/stay night
Alright, out with it. Which one of you keeps sticking gum to the bathroom ceiling? It's not as much work to fix as a blown up classroom, but at least I can accept something like that is an accident. You'd have to be willfully doing something like this.
[S'up, it's the janitor. He's doing a pretty good job of looking exasperated and resigned all at once, because seriously? Does someone really think it's that funny to make his job harder?]
[Sigh.]
I know a janitor can't exactly do as much to make your life a living hell as a teacher can, but I wouldn't underestimate me because of it. [If nothing else, he helps in the kitchen sometimes. Who knows what might happen to your food?] But, who knows? Maybe I'll be merciful if you turn yourself in now. If it keeps happening and I catch you...
[He trails off and shrugs. He'll figure something out.]
[B - Prose]
Archer is, for all his sarcastic quips and general cynicism, a hard worker. Mop the floors. Put a couple of chairs back together after some power-related mishap in one of the classrooms. Oh, and the groundskeeper needs help? Okay, sure, it's not like he has anything better to do right now. And that's just before lunch.
But now it is lunchtime, and goddammit, he is going to enjoy his break. No one is going to bug him about how this-or-that suddenly came up and he needs to take care of it. None of the students are going to give him a hard time just because, as near as he can tell, they can. And no one—no one—is going to wheedle some of the lunch he has prepared for himself out of his hands (and into their mouth, presumably).
...Hahaha, yeah right. He isn't actually that optimistic, but maybe he'll be proven wrong for once. In any case, he'll at least try to enjoy his break while it lasts—outside, where it's quiet.