Astronomy Office Hours!

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

Monday afternoon after the tumultuous events of the Halloween party seemed like an ideal time to hold office hours.

Miles had cleaned up his office with the assistance of Martin, his newly acquired house elf, so that it was in a state to receive company. A sign on the office door proclaimed office hours to be in session, and Miles sat behind his desk, a game of Battleship laid out in front of him. Martin had also provided non-magically enhanced cookies for Miles' guests. Miles had ensured their non-magical qualities by eating several himself, and he was prepared to make the ultimate sacrifice and share any cookies with his guests.

Now, leg twitching, Miles stared at the door, hoping someone would come in and express some desire to learn something about astronomy. Or failing that, about cookies. Or Battleship. Really, he wasn't picky. He just wanted a chance to meet some of his potential students.

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[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

"I, um, saw that," Miles said. He indicated the Battleship game board. "Whjy do you think the house elves thought I might find this useful?" Out of a need to do something with his hands, he moved one of the game pieces around absently.

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

Out of habit, Soichiro began placing pieces on his side of the board. "Something to do? I don't know."

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

Since Soichiro looked like he actually intended to play, Miles positioned his own pieces. "Well, it does provide an interestinc icebreaking exercise," he said. "And it was either that or jenga, but there was weird marshmallowy stuff on the jenga blocks, so I decided to skip that."

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

"That's disgusting. Whoever used it last should have cleaned it up." The mun is refusing to think on it.

Soichiro finished positioning his pieces, and picked up a peg, waiting to start.

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

"I thought so, too," Miles said, happily oblivious to the fact that his mun was audibly cackling at the implications.

"So... Do you actually have any interest in astronomy?" Miles asked. "Or did you come for the free food? Either is fine with me, by the way."


OOC: Do we really have to play this game out? It might be easier to just toss a coin and determine who won.

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

[[OOC: Yeah after five or six more comments I was gonna say Miles won, since I say Soichiro's bad at Battleship]]

"Actually, I've gotten lost. I was heading back to Gryffindor when a staircase moved on me."

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm glad you stopped by anyway," Miles said, moving a piece. "I seem to be more reclusive here than I ought to be." He considered his options thoughtfully, then asked, "What sort of work did you do back home, wherever that is?"

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

"I was in law enforcement. I had..." he fiddled with a peg. "I was chasing a killer with a supernatural ability. I ended up dying in the process."

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

"Ugh, dying." Miles gave him a sympathetic look. "I did that, too. Thank whatever's holy for cryostasis or I probably still would be dead."

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

"After my time, I think. And I don't think, knowing what I know now, that I would want to know." He set his last peg down. "And you sunk my battleship."

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

Miles grinned. "Well, it was a good game," he said diplomatically, noting that Soichiro hadn't actually managed to sink any of his ships. "But you should definitely practice. Battleship isn't a complex strategy game, but it is a strategy game, and those are useful."

[papayagami.livejournal.com]

"And perhaps, once I get practice in, we could have a rematch?"

[chaotic-miles.livejournal.com]

"Absolutely!" Miles declared warmly. "Hit me up for one anytime."