Pandora Academy Offices
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				Title: <strong>Pandora Academy Offices</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:14:32</strong>
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				The office wing of the building looks out over a lush garden, and faces west, getting the lovely afternoon sun. Here you can find faculty offices, administrative and clerical offices, and the infirmary and nurse's office.<br><br>How nice your office is is determined by how much the dean likes you, your place in the administrative pecking order, and how long you've been at the academy.<br><br>There's also extensive bulletin boards on which anyone can post notices, wanted ads, information about clubs and student organizations, job offers, or just about anything you'd like.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy Offices</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mai</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:22:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/Wa16xV1.png)</div><strong>Who: </strong>Chiya<br><strong>For: </strong>OPEN<br><strong>Where: </strong>Adjunct/Postgrad shared office space<br><strong>When: </strong>Tuesday, 3pm<br><br><hr><br>Office hours are usually deserted. It's rare, especially this early in the term, that a student feels the need to spend extra time with their teacher, and even rarer that they bother to come see a teaching assistant or adjunct lecturer like Chiya. It would be a nice break from an otherwise busy day, except that the adjunct faculty office space is shared, and really more of repurposed storage (with a few desks and chairs thrown in) than an actual office.<br><br>Chiya stretched across the desks, her upper body lying in the small square of afternoon sunlight that came in through the room's sole window. She would have preferred to sun herself in a more complete fashion, but a job was a job and she had to have open office hours sometime. She wore a black dress with gold trim, cut in a slightly antiquated Chinese style. Her hair flowed loosely around her shoulders, the pink nicely offsetting the dark clothing. <br><br>She sighed and pulled open her copy of <em>Crendwell's History of Magickal Beastes in England</em> and began to read, jotting down notes in a neatly-kept loose leaf binder on the desk beside her. Maybe if she was lucky she'd have an uninterrupted hour to study in, or perhaps she'd actually end up having a student to help. That might be interesting, she thought, it seems like a really good crop this year.
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				Post by: <strong>RollingThunder</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 06:42:30</strong>
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				<strong>Who: </strong> Dr. Matthew Locke <br><strong>For: </strong> Open<br><strong>Where: </strong> Medical Office<br><strong>When: </strong> Tuesday 5:00 PM <br><br><hr><br>The start of the semester rung in the 5th anniversary of Matthew's tenure as the Pandora Academy's doctor. He liked to think despite the rather demanding costs that come with running a mini-hospital for a school that trained both humans and demons into warriors, that the good doctor was able to keep his costs minimal. White magic, while being absolutely useful for varying degrees of injuries, there was just a few things that White Magic couldn't quite fix. The best example could be was bed rest. While healing spells were effective, they were often very short term in terms of the same injury happening once again or the injured area being more prone to injury. It's why Matt dropped the robes of a blood mage and put on the lab coat of a doctor. He wanted to heal people, and no longer use them as means for more power, and strength. <br><br>The good Doctor had his desk placed near the front. He had no real need of a secretary or a nurse, but volunteers who wanted to become doctor's, white mages, or both were more than welcome to donate their time to assist Matt when it came to the trivial things like maintaining the supplies and the paperwork, and of course taking valuable notes for whatever test or quiz Matt's class would have. Matt was slouched over the table, since it was the start of the year, there wasn't much need of the medical office as of yet. The good doctor was stuck doing simple case reports, and checking to make sure the Medical was up to stock for its inventory. Maybe before the end of the day someone would need to be treated or perhaps more luckily for the Doctor someone would give the reformed mage some of their spare time just to chat. 
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				Post by: <strong>MzHyde</strong> on <strong>02-06-2013, 19:22:26</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/OfficeShot_zpsc5c7966a.jpg)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Character%20Portraits/Nakaru.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong> Shizuru<br><strong>For:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Shizuru's Office, before class<br><br>Shizuru's had worked hard to decorate her office in her own tastes. She had picked one located on the edge of the building specifically so she could have an exterior door and allow fresh air into the room. The whole room was set up in a Japanese style and lacked anything in it, really, that screamed 'office'. It had a large sliding door that was usually kept open, exposing the woods off to the side of the school. Down a trail through those very woods is where she usually held her PE and Combat classes. She preferred to do her teaching in the outdoors as opposed to inside some stuffy gymnasium. Furniture was relegated to a low table and cushions with nothing else. Other decorations were sparse, the highlight of the room being an ancient-looking tea set on a low shelf in the corner she never seemed to touch. All of her paperwork, unbeknownst to the students, was stored under a hidden panel in the floor. She preferred to keep it out of sight and out of mind. <br><br>Bah. Paperwork.<br><br>The teacher currently sat on one of the cushions on the floor, a small ceramic ochoko in her hand, filled with sake. She drank quietly, her shades settled in her lap, golden eyes quietly watching the wind play through the trees outside. Every so often a breeze drifted in through the doors, blowing through her fiery red hair. She looked peaceful, serene. Here she was happy. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Pandora Academy Offices</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sacrah</strong> on <strong>04-06-2013, 21:06:39</strong>
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				Name:Siren<br>Location:Medical Office<br>Tagged: Dr.Mathew<br><br>Siren Had managed down the long trails and to the main offices&nbsp; of the academy. She was embarrassed. First day and already injured. She fell weak and foolish. but none the less to make it down the trail with the marks and into the academy. was a feat for this injured demoness. by the time she reached the Doctors office she was drained of energy, and the weights had diminished.'God this sucks' She murmured&nbsp; as she knocked on the door before poking her head into the room.<br><br>"Doctor Mathew? you in. I had a bit of an accident." she said calling into the room before entering it. Her leg throbbing and stinging. Making the young pale demon whimper. In her arms were her clothing before the accident. She needed to get of her leg. The strain she had n it was worsening the injury . So she sat down in one of the chairs within the room.
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				Post by: <strong>Oldknight</strong> on <strong>09-06-2013, 18:34:12</strong>
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				Name: Yusuke Edo<br>Location Medical Office<br>Tagged Siren<br><br>Yusuke Edo had just gotten to the office, had gotten his own office and he had settled in, it was naturally colder in his own office then it was anywhere else in the whole school. Yet, the again, the Ice demon loved cold air, he was from the frozen north, long ago anyhow, he had came down from there to battle for fame and for money, again that was long before this moment as well. He had learned much over the years, and he wanted to help teach and help the students of the school out.<br><br>He knew the staff pretty well, they were a odd group, he had ran into some of them before, and while he was polite years of war, always caused the Ice-sama to keep his guard up at pretty much all times. The Ice demon heard a knock on the door and blinked as he heard a woman call for someone else. He could guess the reason, she was hurt, he looked around clearing off the examination area so he could help her, but he turned to see the young woman sitting in a chair, part succubus, that was easy to make note of.<br><br>"Well if it isn't the boss brat," he said no in a mean tone, just a matter of fact tone as he walked over and looked down at her, his eyes always seeming far more intense then they really were. "Now, Siren, what happened, what hurts, and how is the school treating you, still focused on learning new fighting skills, your father told me about you, he talks about you often actually," the ice demon commented as he looked at her leg taking some ointment and rubbing it over her leg, it was to relax the area, before he used a bit of magic to heal it, listening to make sure he was correct which he was sure he knew what was hurt already. 
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