[ he could care less about the guidelines the board's set up and it's no secret that he doesn't agree with most of their objectives. he spends most of their faculty meetings half paying attention to their department heads and zoning out whenever the board members speak up; if he were any less popular with the students, and if their collective improvement wasn't so obvious, he's sure he wouldn't have lasted this long. the students have always been his priority and that's not likely to change anytime soon. ]
Thanks to you. [ he locks the door to his office and slings his backpack over his shoulder, a motorcycle helmet tucked under his arm as they make their way to the exit. ] You've been real patient with me from the start. Don't think I would've gotten this far by myself this fast if you weren't there to give me pointers.
[ but it's time!! and elmott's hungry himself, which is why he doesn't even really think about it before pointing to his motorcycle. ]
[Perhaps that's what the school needed, a completely different point of view. That's why he's so popular with the students. The students are there to also learn, and they do, under his tutelage. Perhaps she should take more leaves out of his book!
She follows him, their footsteps echoing through the halls tell her that they're definitely the only ones here right now.]
Well, we are comrades, no? So I will try my best for you. [They all have the same goals, the same school to guide. So, teamwork.] Besides, you're easy to work with. Even if you will protest...
...the fact...
...
[She noticed the motorbike, and obviously her eyes started to shine.]
YES? [Quickly clears her throat.] I mean, of course!
[ what an enthusiastic response?? but it's cute, he was actually expecting something more hesitant, but he's definitely not complaining about being wrong. ]
Here, you take this. [ he tosses the helmet he's holding to her, lifting up the seat of the bike to pull out an extra one. ] You've been on one before then, yeah?
Might, or you do? [ look at that, and the way she wears the helmet without needing any instruction. his grin is a little more crooked, toothier than he means it to be; he's into bikes, and he likes that she isn't as straight-laced as she tends to come off as. ] Don't worry, your secret's safe with me.
[ once he puts his helmet on and she's secured behind him, he turns on the engine and pulls out of the lot. it's late enough now that there isn't much traffic on the way into town and while he had thought about cooking at home, he figures going to a korean barbecue place would be a suitable compromise. save the home cooking for another date -- not that this is a date to begin with. ]
You're cool with this, yeah? [ he points to the menu outside before going in to put his name down for a table. ] We can go somewhere else instead, if you wanna.
Okay, since you promised, then yes, I do. [If he's going to keep it a secret, then at least her appearance as a completely Wholesome and Delicate Flower can continue as she teaches. Nevermind the fact that rumours already go around that she's extra strict. Because they're true.
She holds onto him as he drives easily through the town, and part of her is amused that those delinquents in his class really did influence him to love the bike, didn't they? But also, she wonders where he's going to take her, and that whatever it is, she'll be fine. If it's a nice place or his home cooking, she can eat anything right now.
So, korean barbecue? He got her.]
This is more than fine! [She hops off and walks up to his side.] I haven't had barbecue in a while.
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Thanks to you. [ he locks the door to his office and slings his backpack over his shoulder, a motorcycle helmet tucked under his arm as they make their way to the exit. ] You've been real patient with me from the start. Don't think I would've gotten this far by myself this fast if you weren't there to give me pointers.
[ but it's time!! and elmott's hungry himself, which is why he doesn't even really think about it before pointing to his motorcycle. ]
Want a ride?
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She follows him, their footsteps echoing through the halls tell her that they're definitely the only ones here right now.]
Well, we are comrades, no? So I will try my best for you. [They all have the same goals, the same school to guide. So, teamwork.] Besides, you're easy to work with. Even if you will protest...
...the fact...
...
[She noticed the motorbike, and obviously her eyes started to shine.]
YES? [Quickly clears her throat.] I mean, of course!
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Here, you take this. [ he tosses the helmet he's holding to her, lifting up the seat of the bike to pull out an extra one. ] You've been on one before then, yeah?
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Well, [She scratches her cheek.] I might own one too.
[Ah. Which is why when she catches the helmet, she secures it on seamlessly, stepping closer and ready to hop on after he's settled.]
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[ once he puts his helmet on and she's secured behind him, he turns on the engine and pulls out of the lot. it's late enough now that there isn't much traffic on the way into town and while he had thought about cooking at home, he figures going to a korean barbecue place would be a suitable compromise. save the home cooking for another date -- not that this is a date to begin with. ]
You're cool with this, yeah? [ he points to the menu outside before going in to put his name down for a table. ] We can go somewhere else instead, if you wanna.
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She holds onto him as he drives easily through the town, and part of her is amused that those delinquents in his class really did influence him to love the bike, didn't they? But also, she wonders where he's going to take her, and that whatever it is, she'll be fine. If it's a nice place or his home cooking, she can eat anything right now.
So, korean barbecue? He got her.]
This is more than fine! [She hops off and walks up to his side.] I haven't had barbecue in a while.