The Principal's Office

[tailor_made]

The door to the principal’s office is open at all hours, although you will only find Hester at the receptionist’s desk from 8:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m. This is primarily where you can have private conversations with her. Though there’s an actual office in the back, it is always closed and locked.

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[disharmonizes]

[It's the afternoon and Discord's not so much announcing himself as just sort of, ah, leaning on the receptionist's desk all casual. Looking over Hester's way with a smirk.]

So, how does this work, do I just have my people call your people to set up a meeting, or do we play it by ear?

[tailor_made]

[Hester, busily typing up something on a pink-cased laptop behind the desk, glances up from her document.]

Playing it by ear works for me. What can I do for you, Discord?

[disharmonizes]

Oh, good, I don't have to worry about squeezing this into my schedule!

[He throws away a day planner that he definitely didn't have before and off screen a cat yowls, because the cliché demands it.]

Mostly I'm here to satisfy my own curiosity. I mean, unfortunate aesthetics aside, this is an impressive little operation you have going on here. Some decently middling chaos.

I don't suppose you're in a mood to share the details of how this was all thrown together?

[tailor_made]

Thank you for the compliment. A lot of hard work went in to making this all happen. [A smile quirks at the corner of her mouth and she stops typing, opting to instead lean her cheek onto her hand.]

But where's the fun in me spilling all our secrets on the first day?

[disharmonizes]

Yes, fine, mystery, intrigue, all that. I can respect it, I suppose. I was just imprisoned in stone, so I can't complain too much.

[As far as he remembers, anyhow, but y'know. He'll still complain. Just not AS much.]

I mean, the drama already! A knife throwing act on the first day!

You took that little surprise rather well.

[tailor_made]

Better a prison with some freedoms than being a garden decoration, hm? [She knows which one she'd prefer in his situation.]

The Wizard warned me to expect the unexpected and that, [Hester laughs a little, a hint of her still slightly shaken nerves creeping into it.] Was unexpected. I love some good dramatic tension but most of the time it doesn't include sharp objects being thrown at my head.

[disharmonizes]

Mine usually involves more sparkly magic blasts being shot at my face, but that might just be me. Still, you know, watch for that. Just in case.

[you never know]

First time being the face of an operation like this, hm?