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The Xavier Institute Mod Journal ([personal profile] uncanny_xmods) wrote in [community profile] institutesamples2012-12-03 01:25 pm
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vaudevil: (How dreadful.)

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[personal profile] vaudevil 2012-12-06 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
Like Archer, Lee had enough of being stuck inside doing the technical work. It was what he was best at and he didn't mind working alone. The problem was he couldn't be around any of the students so lunchtime was pretty much an endeavor to find that space without being around them.

He had his bento prepared for him by his housekeeper, Combot was following closely behind. He kept his dog Caesar at home with the housekeeper now since it was pretty clear that he wouldn't be able to keep the dog away from the students as social as the bulldog was.

He picked a place that was close by but not too close to cause any discomfort and sat at the bench. The chilly weather was fitting for his distant behavior as he unpacked his lunch. He glanced at the new janitor.

"They can grate on your nerves after a while."

He used to love to teach but now he can't find it in him to continue without any discomfort and uneasiness between himself and the students. It was almost depressing just being this close. He slid open the box and grimaced.

"I specifically asked for no ham. Nobody listens to simple instructions any more." The technician sighed.
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[personal profile] drownyourideals 2012-12-06 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, this was better than he had expected, at least. If he had to have company, at least it was someone who appeared to have his own food.

"Mm. Well, I'm not sure it's reasonable to expect any different from teenagers."

Lord knew he had been a piece of work at that age. Idly, he watched as Lee opened up his own bento. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow as the other man spoke again.

"Perhaps you'd be more satisfied if you took care of lunch yourself."
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[personal profile] vaudevil 2012-12-06 09:32 pm (UTC)(link)
The chopsticks removed the ham and set it aside. It wasn't the end of the world and he wasn't throwing a fit over it, he just simply didn't want any ham. The technician looked up at Archer and nodded. "While it's true that it would be better, I simply don't have the time. The Danger Room is being reworked and retooled for some much needed upgrades that I spend more time in that pit than out in the open. This is one of those rare days where I can get a little sun before I go back in there."

His own teen years were filled with confusion and doubt that he didn't know which way was up until he was sent to America for schooling. He was a quiet one most of the time that kept to himself.

"I shouldn't complain." He turned his attention back to his bento.
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[personal profile] drownyourideals 2012-12-07 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Archer just shrugged, which was, perhaps, not the most sympathetic response in the world. "Complain all you want. Just don't be surprised when it's treated like what it is." Then, in what might have been some vague attempt to actually be helpful, he added, "They still let you sleep in a bed, don't they? So make it before you turn in for the night."
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[personal profile] vaudevil 2012-12-07 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)
He didn't get the chance to finish his lunch before he lost his appetite completely. He wasn't about to argue and he certainly wasn't in the mood to argue. Skilled hands closed up the box and slid it back into its holder.

Whoever this person is, he touched on a very sensitive matter and it was Lee's own fault that he landed himself in that position despite the demotion and even worse, he wasn't about to say why he was put there.

In a dignified manner, Lee stood up from his seat, picked up his box. It was back to work and now he was beginning to feel bitter.

"It was nice speaking with you. Good day." He bowed before he turned and walked away.