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.

Comments

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus smiles, glad to have brought something she needed after all. ]

I think a lot of us did, the past few days. [ Between finding Salieri's body in the cafeteria and the stunned haze they spent Saturday in, he's pretty sure all he ate was a banana muffin, despite Angus's best efforts to keep them fed at the trial. ] How's your leg? It seemed like you, um. Got hurt, when Discord...

[ He trails off, unsure of how to finish the sentence. ]

[tailor_made]

A little but, [She reaches down to touch the leg that she's clutched at the fire-y trial conclusion. It's perfectly fine, not even a tear in her stockings.] It's fixed now.

What about you guys? I know you all got out but is everyone okay? No burns or anything?

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ That's unusual!!! Orpheus raises his eyebrows a little, but he guesses if the Wizard could wipe a place or a person from existence or undo the weavings of the Fates, he could fix a simple injury. ]

I think everyone is okay. Or, um. Not injured, at least.

[ No one is really okay after what they've been through, but he's pretty sure no one got burned but Hester. ]

I'm glad you're better, though. I'm - sorry I ran away instead of checking on you. There was just... a lot happening.

[tailor_made]

Good! Good, I was worried about you guys. [She picks up a piece of toast and gives it a nibble, shaking her head in response to him.]

It's not like there was much you could have done anyway. I was sixty feet off the ground and the stage was on fire. I don't think even your magic singing could have put that out that quick.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus nods, solemn and a little bit sheepish. ]

I can't do anything like heal people or put out fires, no. I wish I could? [ He looks aside, worrying his lip. ] We were worried about you too, though. I know this hasn't been easy on you, either. Any of it.