06-21-2014, 09:33 PM
He was being kicked around again. Just like in Wellington.
However unlike with the Dean, he was going to give the university Professor the benefit of the doubt. If he wanted to dodge Elias's appointment, there were many other ways to throw him off course.
His arrival to the university required his uncle's Wallet to serve as a campus map. He had to sync with three different data ports to get the appropriate directions, but when he finally managed to climb those ancient steps and navigate those twisted hallways, he found a dour department secretary and a note stuck to a door.
"Come back later." It read. Elias crumbled the note in his fist and tossed it at the nearest trash can. When it hit the rim and tumbled over the side, he turned and looked back at the yellow wad sitting in the snowdrift. He grumbled and returned, chancing what was clearly an icy patch on the sidewalk, and placed it promptly in the receptacle.
With some time to kill, he ducked inside the next building that was seemingly open to the public. The wallet map said it was the library.
He shook out his coat and hair in the foyer. The rush of warm air from the ventilation system prickled his face. He stripped his gloves from his hands and went to an inner door. He got there at the same time as a woman with thick, bright red hair. He blinked a darkly rimmed gaze and backed off to let her pass, but not without holding the door open for her. His eyes hovered on hers.
A ghost of a smile and he gestured that she go ahead.
However unlike with the Dean, he was going to give the university Professor the benefit of the doubt. If he wanted to dodge Elias's appointment, there were many other ways to throw him off course.
His arrival to the university required his uncle's Wallet to serve as a campus map. He had to sync with three different data ports to get the appropriate directions, but when he finally managed to climb those ancient steps and navigate those twisted hallways, he found a dour department secretary and a note stuck to a door.
"Come back later." It read. Elias crumbled the note in his fist and tossed it at the nearest trash can. When it hit the rim and tumbled over the side, he turned and looked back at the yellow wad sitting in the snowdrift. He grumbled and returned, chancing what was clearly an icy patch on the sidewalk, and placed it promptly in the receptacle.
With some time to kill, he ducked inside the next building that was seemingly open to the public. The wallet map said it was the library.
He shook out his coat and hair in the foyer. The rush of warm air from the ventilation system prickled his face. He stripped his gloves from his hands and went to an inner door. He got there at the same time as a woman with thick, bright red hair. He blinked a darkly rimmed gaze and backed off to let her pass, but not without holding the door open for her. His eyes hovered on hers.
A ghost of a smile and he gestured that she go ahead.