fandomhigh | Office Hours - Abnormal Psychology

Kiki stops by in the morning. "You requested a delivery service, Ms. Calender?" she says, tapping on the door.

"I did, thanks," said Jenny. "Nice to meet you, Kiki. So you're a witch?"

"I am, ma'am," Kiki says, bobbing a polite curtsey. "It's very nice to meet you, too. Rather, I'm a witch-in-training." She has a broom, bristles pointed up, resting against her shoulder and a black cat trotting at her heels.

"Neato," says Jenny, grinning. "You taking classes on that here? I didn't think we had a Magical Studies instructor. Actually, I heard something about the last one getting eaten by the library." She shakes her head. "So how go the witchly studies? Gotta be fun, right?"

"Actually," Kiki says, amused at the contrast of her actual classes versus what Professor Calendar expected she was taking, "I'm taking Gardening, Poetry, and Introduction to Business. I was taking Professor Jareth's Manipulation Myth and Magic course, but he disappeared months ago." She doesn't sound upset as she should, considering how irritated she's been that no one cares about the people who have disappeared. "There was a Wildcrafting Club, as well, and we went on a few ventures to study the local herbs and their uses, but that hasn't met in a long time. The girl who was running it left school, I think. I just am not a full-fledged witch, yet - I'm not considered a full witch until I'm eighteen."

Kiki pauses. "The witchly studies go... with mixed progress," she answers at length. Kiki wears her heart on her sleeve, so it's easy to see a very mixed bag of jumbled emotions crossing her face.

"Hey, don't worry about not getting it right the first time," says Jenny reassuringly. "Heck, I wouldn't even worry about not getting it right the tenth time. Magic's not so easy a thing to learn, much less get right."

"Sounds like most of the people into the weird and wild world of mysticism run into accidents at this school," says Jenny. "This? Is not of the good. Has anyone been looking into that? Sounds like you've got some nice classes."

Jenny grins. "Now, far be it from me to try to lure in students, but next semester? I'm adding a Magical Theories 101 course. Not practical studies, but something you might be interested in."

{{OOC: I'm trying to lure you in as I've never roleplayed with you before. And I don't know your fandom at all, but Kiki sounds perfect for the course.}}

"Magical Theories?" Kiki repeats excitedly. "That sounds just like what I'm looking for! I'm sure it would help." Kiki reaches her hand into her bag and pulls out a leather-bound book. It looks rather antique, a bit worn, but very well taken care of, and bears the title, One Hundred Spells for Beginning Witches.

"I just got this for Christmas, from Mr. Aziraphale," Kiki says; her voice softens when she mentions the giver's name. He is obviously very dear to her. A smile steals over Kiki's lips. "Probably in an attempt to keep me from filling his shop with purple avocados again."

[ooc: Yay! She's absolutely on board for that!]

"That's a beautiful book," says Jenny. It's obviously been someone's favorite. "Do you mind if I take a look through it?"

"Mr. Phale?" asks Jenny. "I've met him. Nice guy, gotta say. Makes a mean cup of tea." She pauses, and tilts her head a bit as she thinks about the purple avocados. "Betcha those made a pretty tasty guacamole, though."

{{OOC: Wonderful! That was my other purpose in getting you to deliver the gifts! You know, besides getting you to deliver the gifts. Which I would have done last night, but I'd left the gift list on my work computer. Give me a minute and I'll bring up the gifts in the next comment.}}

"Sure," Kiki says, handing the book over. It contains a number of simple spells of a wide variety, covering illusion, conjuring, transmutation and transfiguration, several charms, a passage on banishing, and a bit on hexes, curses, and wards. "The avocados were a bit of a fiasco. They were supposed to be red holly berries on some holiday decorations. Instead, I got purple avocados that just seemed to sort of keep appearing."

Kiki pulls a wry smile. "I might be rather hopeless at conjuring, but I'm really quite good at transfiguration. Mr. Aziraphale was marvelous at helping me get rid of the infestation... particularly when it, um, escaped into the town."

[Ooc: Hee, yay devious! :D I just hope it doesn't conflict with her other classes, when the schedule comes out.]

"That's a great looking book," said Jenny, closing it up with a little regret and handing it back to Kiki. "Awfully useful. And from what little I know about Mr. Phale? Seems like he might've given you the book so that you'd be more confident. He doesn't seem like the type to get mad easily. So how'd you clean up the avocado problem?"

Jenny reaches down and tugs a box filled with wrapped packages out from under her desk. "I almost forgot! What do I owe you for the deliveries?"

OOC: Is it devious if I tell you about it? :) If it conflicts, well, maybe we can figure something out anyway. *crosses fingers* And give me five minutes while I go and add gift notes to that post, since I forgot to copy it in. Eep! I hope that format works for you.

"Come to think of it, the avocados were the only time I've ever seen - " Kiki's voice catches. She had been about to say upset but that was not at all true, now. "- annoyed. He helped me get rid of them all, incinerated several while I spent hours transforming them into holly - as that is what they were supposed to be in the first place. It was pretty exhausting. He generally doesn't mind me practicing in his shop; I work for him," Kiki explains. "In truth, Mr. Aziraphale is my best friend here."

Kiki looks at the packages. "Let's see... looks like several books..." she muses, guessing at their weight. "For everything altogether that should be about $27.00."

[ooc: Sure, it's just being honestly devious. ;-) Is it all the ones on that list except for Mac and Eighth?]

Wow. She was really broken up about those avocados. "If no one was hurt, I'm sure everything ended up okay," says Jenny soothingly. "And, hey, at least you learned how to turn them into holly, right? So it was good practice for you."

"Sounds like you've got a good friend," says Jenny. "Someone who's interested in you and your life. Which, gotta say? Pretty much always a good thing."

"Gotta be more than that," says Jenny. "You sure?"

{{OOC: I think that's an oxymoron. :) Yes, it is! I actually realized I'd forgotten to list off the students who'd finished out Jenny's class, so that might up Kiki's price. If so, that's fine.}}

"No, it really was just a pretty comedic series of events," Kiki says, "Although at the time? More or less an unmitigated disaster." Kiki gives herself a mental shake. She's not about to go all maudlin on a client! She was a professional!

Kiki skims the list of students to get glowing snowmen. That would alter the price a little, she mused. "$33.00," she says finally, then pauses. "You know, I've never had anyone bargain me up before."

[For the delivery, do you mind if I just link all the relevant people to your post?]

"Funny in retrospect is always better," agrees Jenny vehemently, thinking of a few of the incidents in Sunnydale.

Jenny shrugs, bemused. "Hey, it's the holidays," she says. "You deserve fair pay for running all over heck, don't you?" She pulls $40.00 out of her wallet and hands it over to Kiki. "And buy yourself some coffee or something with the change, okay? Think of it as a Solstice present from someone who's glad you did the work instead."

OOC: That's perfectly fine with me!

"Wow, thank you!" Kiki says eagerly. "I'll get these done right away!"

"Great!" exclaims Jenny. "Thanks a bunch, Kiki. You're a very big help. Now? I have a chance of getting my grades in on time."

"Good luck with those," Kiki answers. "Have a good day, Ms. Calendar, and I'm sure I'll see you soon."

Eighth stops by Jenny's office with two cups of hot chocolate. "I brought you a little something," she says.

"How can I ever say no to chocolate?" asked Jenny. "Thanks! Have a seat." She opened the drawer of her desk and pulled out a small package wrapped in paper decorated with brightly colored holly berries. "I got you a little something when I was shopping online for books for next semester. It's not quite the Solstice yet, but, hey, happy holidays, right?"

"Psychology?" she says with a grin, "Oh, this might be very very helpful, as well as being an interesting read. Thank you." She puts her hand in her pocket and thinks very carefully before pulling out a lovely little silver-colored figure of a woman, in abstract, dancing. "Happy holidays to you as well," she says, placing it on the desk.

"Jung can get kinda esoteric," says Jenny. "But that's what makes him fun. I've got a whole class on his work next term." She wrapped her hands around the cup of hot chocolate and took a drink.

"Oh, what a beautiful figurine," she said. "I used to dance, at least until I was in college. No time to keep up with that and the double major."

OOC: Oh, God, did you just give me a sculpture made of Replicator bits? Sneaky and evil of you!

“A whole class? I think I have a few students this past semester in need of your classes,” she says with a laugh.

“I’m fond of watching people dance. ~~Humans~~ People can move so gracefully when they’re trained.”

OOC: Like mother, like daughter. Hee. Hee. Hee.

"It's a pretty wide-ranging discipline," says Jenny. "I don't know how much Jung is gonna help slacker students, though. Which I'm presuming you're talking about."

The word choice makes Jenny blink, but she recovers quickly. "Well, you know, it was fun," she says. "Lots of modern dance, lots of ballet and a bit of jazz, with a few other things thrown in. Then? Life it and my spare time flew down the tubes."

Raven stops by. She knocks on the door before entering.

"Raven?" asks Jenny. "How's it going?"

"Okay. I just wanted to check on my grade, and see if there was any extra credt or anything I could add."

"Well, I haven't gotten grades done yet, but you can do some extra credit if you'd like," said Jenny. "You could do an essay on a famous psychologist and turn it in."

OOC: Problem, though--I'm doing grades tomorrow. So the essay has to be done Wednesday by noon.

She nods. "Okay. How long?" (OOC, okay)

"Um, and if you minded if I signed up or the Magical Theory class next semester?"

"Well, unfortunately, sign-ups for next term aren't open yet," said Jenny. "But you can certainly try to sign up for it when class registration opens."

OOC: Actually, class sign-ups won't be starting until all the new players have been accepted so that all old and new players have an equal chance at being accepted into classes.

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