( open ) it's 19c in london right now and i'm jealous

[apolly]

A. REDBRIGHT INSTITUTE: CLASSROOM

It's after hours for Apollo and he couldn't be happier, even though the feeling of exhaustion he could do without. While it's a job he loved he could definitely do with a vacation anyway.

He's currently struggling to erase the top of his chalkboard where a taller student wrote out the answers. Smart kid, but liked to quietly pick on Apollo for his size anyway, and he's close to stomping into the nearest library and grabbing a stepladder.

B. ON THE TUBE.

Apollo has a better idea of where to go for this and that, thanks to it being a few months since his move. He's currently sitting in one of the trains, coming back from Harrow, though there's one problem.

He fell asleep, earphones in, cheek pressed into the silver rail and leaving an opening for anything to be taken. Genius.

C. MISC tell me whatever and we'll do it. brackets are awesome

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A

[eyeforaneye]

Sasuke's been watching the struggle for a minute and a half from the back of the classroom, dark eyes going from one of the chairs to Apollo as if waiting to see if he'll try or not. Hm.

"... I can get it if you want." Bold words from a short Japanese guy, whether he's still growing or not.

[apolly]

Apollo just happened the spot the chair and debate school safety before Sasuke speaks up, making Apollo start and drop his eraser on the floor, hastily bending down to pick it up.

Redbright's classrooms were large for something that wasn't a university, so it was to even hear footsteps.

"Sasuke? What're you doing at the school?" No, you're not helping me erase. You have like... one inch on me.

[eyeforaneye]

"Isn't it where students are meant to be? I chose to enroll after all so I was getting a better look." He rises from his seat, slowly making his way to the front of the room.

"Really, I can get it."

[apolly]

"Oh, I didn't know you enrolled already. I should be getting that class schedule by the end of the week, then..."

This guy worked for him, and now he had to teach him. How the hell did this become so involved? "—No, I got it! Just..." Streeetch okay yeah no he can't reach the top of this fucking board.

[eyeforaneye]

Sasuke plants one hand against the wall next to the board, looking up it and feeling the surface for an idea of its texture and quality. Right. This shouldn't be too bad. Time to practice with one foot placed against it, then the other, until he is literally just walking up the wall because this is definitely a safe place to do that.

He's shaky at first, sure, but this is why he's been motivated to hone the skill in private. "I'm surprised that they didn't tell you. Will you toss me the blackboard eraser?" Aren't you glad I didn't call it a rubber.

[apolly]

....... I'll be more glad WHEN YOU GET THE FUCK OFF MY CHALKBOARD.

"You don't have to practice here, and I told you I had it." Here, take the fucking rubber... eraser. It's tossed Sasuke's way.

[eyeforaneye]

Excuse you, I said he was on the wall.

"It's not practice, I'm just saving you some time and trouble. You're way too angry and defensive." Which is not encouraging coming from him. "It was a good lecture." There, a compliment as he starts to erase the board.

B

[detectiveofthewest]

Heiji leaned over and slooooowly poked Apollo's cheek to see if he'd wake up. If not, hey. He was free game, right?

What a nerd, who fell asleep on the train?

[apolly]

Apollo sloooooowly wakes up before his groggy eyes shock into wide, hugging his bag closer to himself and his body jumping back, right before this weird sound between a yelp and high pitched scream escapes his mouth. It stops short when he notices it's Heiji and has the rest of the train staring at him, so he calms down and coughs. And stares at the seat across from them instead.

"... I pulled an all nighter."

[detectiveofthewest]

Oh my god Apollo, dial that tension back to like a 3. Even Heiji looked a little taken aback by the reaction, though he recovered quickly.

"W-well, you oughtta get a little more rest. You know, be all fresh and daisylike each morning. ...What was the all-nighter for?"

[apolly]

"Uh... I finished grading papers and I had some details on a case to work on. There wasn't any time for sleep."

Why did he work two jobs. Why. "I guess it's my fault..." He relaxes finally, though he comes from scared out of his mind to full on exhaustion.

[detectiveofthewest]

"Yeah? You should get an assistant to do that for ya." Imagine Sasuke, teaching assistant. What could go wrong.

"I bet the commute don't help much, either." He lowered his voice conspiratorially, which wasn't actually that effective because he had to whisper fairly loudly to be heard over the noise of the train. "So does anyone ever steal your stuff?"

[apolly]

"I have one at work and I don't want him around more than he already is." It's the honest truth. Apollo is masochistic sometimes, but never to that extent.

And I can barely hear you, dude. "... No, I'm usually good at staying awake. I was just trying to jumble too many things at once."

B

[falsify]

Well, if this loser's going to just fall asleep on the train like that his stuff's free game, right? Eames'll just take his wallet and sit down next to him, leafing through it to see if there's anything interesting in it. So far all he's getting is this guy has a weird name. Is 'Apollo Justice' the name he was born with? Who does that to their child?

[apolly]

Americans do.

He wakes up abruptly when the overhead light flickers, somehow waking him up from falling asleep. On accident. It doesn't take him long to notice somebody is sitting beside him. With his wallet. ... He practically knows this guy is eyeing his name. Everyone does.

"Uh," Apollo starts. "That's mine."

[falsify]

"I'm aware." He doesn't look at Apollo, just looks through the cards in his wallet for anything of interest, but it just seems like the standard fare. "You know, you should really be more careful. Pickpockets on public transport are a real problem."

[apolly]

Yeah, Apollo's just a guy.

"I know, it's my fault. I work two jobs and I had to pull an all nighter because of it." He ironically had a packet of coffee in his bag but it's not like he could make a cup on the train.

..... He then finally shuffles through his bag, just to definitely make sure nothing was stolen. "Man, how long was I out?"

[falsify]

Boring.

"No idea." Eames sighs and half-assedly drops Apollo's wallet in the vague area of his now open bag. "I got on a couple of stops ago, you seemed pretty out of it."

[apolly]

... "A couple of stops ago!?"

His head whips up to the lighted signs, and immediately relaxes once he sees the train hasn't reached his stop yet. It was such a chore waiting for the next train to take him back once he messed up. And he actually knows from experience.

Once the wallet's back where it belongs, he closes the flap immediately and pulls it closer to himself.

"Thank you for... looking after my stuff. I guess you kind of did in a weird way."

[ A is for aw yeah let's do this ]

[warmheartedly]

"Apollo!"

Guess who is going to just phase right through the door as he's busy tidying up the classroom?

Guess. (To be fair to Clara she did try to be solid enough to knock and announce herself before she entered. It came out more as a muffled thump accompanied by an eerie groan than anything else.)

let's DO THIS

[apolly]

It's okay, everyone has made Apollo jump at some point.

"CLARA!" Apollo nearly screams in surprise before he stills like a statue.

"... Clara." More politely and definitely more in control as he tries to reach the dumb spot on the wall again. "Come in for granddaughter's grade report?"

aw yeah though sorry apollo.

[warmheartedly]

"Oh!" Clara disappears in response at the almost-scream, startled by how he was startled by her startling him.

She comes back to view when she gets her bearing, a sheepish. "Not at all! I'm here to see how you're doing is all. Also I know getting the reports is in two days now. I don't want to take advantage of my school privilege by getting ahead of line, so to speak."

That's when she notices the scribble of text at the very top of the board and frowns a bit. "How on earth did that get all the way up there?"

... Clara please don't accidentally insult him.

happens all the time

[apolly]

Apollo stares, slightly offended, before he looks back up at the chalkboard with a glare.

"One of the students is taller than me." Way taller.

this will be the best time i promise.

[warmheartedly]

Oops. Her comments at him.

Looking at him with an abashed expression on her face for her words, she looks back at the almost taunting scribble of text and suggests, "How about you let me do that? You can go focus on the rest of the cleaning up while I take care of it. It shouldn't be too hard for me."

She can float and hold things for longer than ten seconds. That's enough to get the job done, right?

[apolly]

"Oh, uh, sure." He's never seen a ghost do some housework before. That should be interesting.

He's not sure what to do with the eraser so he just... sets it down on the chalkboard holder. Uh. Hopefully that's helpful.

"You don't get tired or anything, do you?"