Teacher's Lounge Mingle/Meeting, Sunday

[ofsevenseas]

[Sinbad sprawls onto the chair of the Teacher's lounge. He hmms softly as he noticed the rather high temperature - 85 degrees Fahrenheit, with a stretch of an arm, he reached over and cranks it down to 77, realizing that really would be too hot for most of the staff.

There's a coffee machine with hours old coffee by the door, a corkboard littered with the finest examples of Passive-Aggressiveness in English, and inspirational posters that made the Djinn's eyes roll.

He stifles a yawn as he nurses a mug of coffee in one hand, and with the other he flips through the rather large stack of memos about the new transfers for any special consideration, meetings, repeat warnings to stop messing with the thermostat among other things]

Another Semester, another crop of students, I should get the surveys printed for my class... I'm surprised a Dryad hasn't marched in to complain about the waste of paper.

((ooc: Mingling for the teachers))

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[forgottenmagia]

Ah, if you'd prefer, I can fill that roll.

[ Says the witch marching into the room with an inhumanly tall stack of papers balanced on one hand. ]

[ofsevenseas]

Need a little hand with that stack?

[He glances up from a folder marked 'Special Concerns: New Transfers']

[forgottenmagia]

Hm? Oh, no, it's alright.

[ By all strains of logic, the pile should be teetering over and covering her with papercuts. But it magically stays upright. Because just that. ~*~magic~*~ ]

"We're killing trees, you know!"

[ofsevenseas]

[He starts crackings up at that, taking a sip off coffee - and frowns at the bitter taste of an over-brewed cup of joe, and fetched a flask from his hip, pouring a bit of it's contents into the mug before placing it back]

We better watch for the Wrath of Trees.

[forgottenmagia]

I would not be surprised if a nature spirit did attempt to curse us.