Wherein Falcon is bothered in his office.

[raced_god]

((THESE DIRECTIONS ARE SHAMELESSLY RIPPED FROM JESU.

UH YEAH. With the character personals going around I thought I'd start up some OFFICE LOGS should anyone want to pop in on this douchebag over here.

SOME RULES:
-Log format, please.
-When you post, fill out that little form down there and include it.
-This office log is for the whole week! You can backdate from yesterday (April 17th) and futuredate until next Sunday (April 26th).
-Indicate "open" if people can eavesdrop/pop in/interrupt. Choose "closed" if you want it to be private.

<b>Date and Relative Time:</b> <b>Open or Closed?:</b>

Falcon's been a bit shaky on the emotional front but who cares about that? Not me! Bother him anyway.))

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[leadthemalong.livejournal.com]

Date and Relative Time: Friday because nothing recent has been ever brought up.
Open or Closed?: Oly wants it closed

On the front their hiatus seemed to have went pretty smooth, after all Olimar was still talking to Falcon without a problem. Maybe it was the wording at the time that kept him hopeful but really, he was still just as worried over what they were going to do. On the bright side, it provided plenty of alone time to think out problems. Even just simple things like trying to write down everything and sort issues out. (As cheesy as it sounded to even himself it brought off a few pounds of stress)

Falcon could easily have them go back to being friends. In more ways than not that would actually be a better solution, especially for the larger captain begin caught in all of this. ...Though Olimar could never view them the same way ever again. "Going back to the way things were" seemed a lot harder than to maybe say, his companion. Never admitting it but he's changed a lot. Even for someone his age and it was a horrible experience in itself.

That was most of the broken gears but so far everything seemed alright and maybe it will get 'better'. Not even knocking Olimar let himself in.

"Hey."

[raced_god]

"Oh uh...hey." Falcon said, looking up from the latest batch of paperwork and smiling a little. "Shut the door behind you, huh?"

In the week after their argument and decision, the Captain had found it much easier to throw himself wholeheartedly into other tasks and think little of Ollie. Not that he didn't think about what had happened, just that while they were on "hiatus", he could go back to what it was like when they were just friends.

It was nice.

And it certainly didn't mean Ollie was unwelcome in his office. "What's up?"

[leadthemalong.livejournal.com]

"Oh, alright then." He went back to close the door.

He really didn't want to bother Falcon, he seemed significantly less upset this week and that alone made Olimar happy. "Well, I'm still trying to make vague plans for class next school year." With each year it seemed to get easier teaching his subject. No, not just because his understanding of the written English language has improved.)

[raced_god]

Falcon moved around his office furniture and took a seat, propping his feet up on the desk. "Me too." He said, gesturing to a few disorganized piles of papers and gradebooks. "How have you been?"

[tattlemethis]

Date and Relative Time: Saturday Afternoon
Open or Closed?: Open

*Goombella knocks on the door.* Uh, Mr. Falcon? Are you in?

[raced_god]

*Hur I come opening the door.* Oh, uh...hi. Goombella, right?

[tattlemethis]

Uh, hi, Mr. Falcon. I heard you had open office hours to talk?

[rockinthrutime.livejournal.com]

Date and Relative Time: Sundau!
Open or Closed?: Open!

"Happy 8th Unbirthday day of this year, Falcon!" Bob said, as she let herself in and put down a tiny tray of miniature cupcakes on his desk.

[raced_god]

Falcon was rather bewildered by this new student and her exceedingly random knowledge, and was therefore just as puzzled when Bob showed up at his office, with a plate of tiny cupcakes.

Oh god they were really cute cupcakes but...

"Thank you?" He said, a bit confused. "Bob?"

[rockinthrutime.livejournal.com]

"That's me!" she said twirling around in the air before setting herself down on the couch. "And your name is Falcon!"

[zelly-bean.livejournal.com]

Date and Relative Time: Monday, late afternoon
Open or Closed?: Open

Zelda hadn't spoken much with Falcon in a long time. However, she figured now was a good time as any. She knocked briefly, and opened the door a little, looking in. "Hello. I just wanted to pop in and say hi."

[raced_god]

"Oh, hey." Falcon said, looking up when he heard the door opening. "Come on in, have a seat."

It had been a while since he'd had an extended conversation with Zelda, so having the student drop in was a nice surprise. "How's TA-ship treating you?"

[zelly-bean.livejournal.com]

Zelda walked in, closing the door behind her, although she didn't lock it. She then sat down in a chair. "It's been good so far, although no one's come to be for help yet. I'm pretty sure it's the lack of classes right now. Plus, it's a bit odd to not have a roommate anymore."

[thats-nogood.livejournal.com]

Date and Relative Time: Monday 20th, before sunset
Open or Closed?: Open

The hadn't raced in a while. After his fight with Knuckles, Sonic felt like he should have another round with his other rival of choice in the school.

He tapped on the the open door frame, giving the fellow racer a wave.

"Hey teach, how is?"

[raced_god]

"Heeey, Sonic." Falcon said, moving from behind his desk to fully open the door. "Come on in."

He was quiet for a few moments, waiting for the student to make his way inside. "What's up?"

[thats-nogood.livejournal.com]

"Nothing much, just killing time until school officially starts again." He rubbed his nose idly. "How about you? Got some time to spare?"

[thewunderkind]

Date and Relative Time: Wednesday Night
Open or Closed?: Closed

Sometimes there we things best left unsaid. Sometimes your name was Lash and you wanted answers anyway, no matter how odd those questions asked might sound weird to the teacher. It was better than to ask Ganondorf, at any rate.

She knocked politely at his door...before barging in.

"Hey Ionia's dad, got a moment?"

[raced_god]

Way to knock, Lash. Luckily Falcon wasn't holding anything breakable or of particular importance. He sighed and put down his plan book, removing his legs from their propped-up position on the desk.

"I guess I do." He said, knowing Lash wouldn't take know for an answer. "What can I do for you?"

[thewunderkind]

She sad down on the chair in front without a word. Breathed a little trying to make the words come out.

"Um...this has been...bothering me for a while....but." A small pause. Crap, she couldn't just tell him so I was stealing stuff from your office when...

"You see Kumatora and I went to visit Ganondorf and he told me about something called Backyard Sluts. I've kinda been wondering what that's all about. Something about being nine of them?" She looked up at him expectantly, idly running her fingers.

[animu-nerd.livejournal.com]

Date and Relative Time: Tuesday, whenever Falcon is in his office
Open or Closed?: Closed

There was a small knock on Falcon's door.

"Falcon? Are you there? It's me, Otacon."

[raced_god]

When he heard his guest announce himself, Falcon vaguely recalled Otacon saying he had something for him, or something to drop off, or...something like that. So he put away what he was doing and stood.

"Door's open. You can come in."

[animu-nerd.livejournal.com]

"H-Hey" he greeted, giving him a tiny wave. It was hard when he was holding what seemed like a rather complicated and heavy controller (well for him anyway, nerds like him had no upper body strength), which he put on the Captain's desk. "Sorry I'm a bit late, but happy birthday, none-the-less." There was a grin on his face as he sat down and pushed his glasses up his nose.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

What. what was this incredible falsetto emanating from Falcon's office? Surely he couldn't hit that high pitch. Take on me? Sounded faintly like it the closer she got... singing badly and off key. Samus rounded the corner and stuck her head in the door like a sneaky space lady.

It was... Olimar Kyle! And apparently Bob. Well, wasn't this interesting.

Oh... there was Falcon too. Of course. Right. It was his office. She passed him a WELL HELLO THIS ISN'T AWKWARD WHAT ARE YOU SILLY GUYS DOING glance before avoiding eye contact.

"Well, hello. What are you silly guys doing?"

"I didn't know karaoke night came early around here." She said softly and grinned. It may or may not of looked something like this (http://i42.tinypic.com/206loqa.gif) and she was definitely avoiding eye contact with Falcon.

[raced_god]

He knew he should have locked the door.

No sooner had Kyle hit the high note than Samus came walking in and Falcon almost tripped over his chair and choked on his cupcake. Nevermind the fact that he was standing still and wasn't eating a cupcake.

Falcon lapsed into a coughing fit, feeling with his hand for the button that would cease the music, hacking away and smacking the desk hoping he would get lucky and shut it off.

It took him a few moments to catch his breath, but once he did, the Captain made a point to not avoid eye contact with the blonde (because that was clearly what she was doing and it ticked him off). "It was kind of impromptu. Cupcake?"

[rockinthrutime.livejournal.com]

"Hello Samus Aran!" Bob added, waving at her. "You're here to sing along with Falcon, Hyde and me, right? That would totally be radical to the max!"