roaming gets you lost (Valus)

[ANDRIEAS]

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[VALUS]

Valus had finished moving all the old Lighting Instruments into crates and he panted slightly. His eyes looked at the ground as he was just wearing a vest while he was working. He was sweating.

He got out of his chair in the lighting booth and made his way down the stairs with his hand on the railing so he didn't fall- or so he thought. He got to the ground floor and walked around the lobby a bit to look outside and enjoy what it was like outside- He enjoyed seeing the students all happy and enjoying their time at the school even if they were skipping class if they were having fun Valus wouldn't punish them too hard.

After all he was a teacher and was just a half human- half demon himself. He sighed and pulled out his cell phone- he missed a call from a contact in his phone called 'BA' He sighed as he put his phone away.

"Looks like I missed a good gig if he was calling during school hours."

Valus often left the school for unnatural amount of time. He enjoyed working so he put his fingers in everyone's pie. There were only 3 people who didn't like the way Valus worked.

He looked at his notepad of what to do for the week and realized the list was longer then expected. He sighed and walked towards the storage room with the crates in it.

"Damn- I need to get an assistant at this rate."

He put his hands into his pants pockets and walked around the aud and hummed to himself. His eyes noticed that the door to the storage room which he thought he had closed was open.

"I thought I closed that door.."

He said with curiosity on his face. He moved towards the door and opened if fully slowly slowly and saw a student sitting on a crate. With a raised eye brow he tilted his head and with a laugh.

"Well- Look what we got here. What can I do for ya kid? I'm Valus the Teacher who also looks after this lovely place we call a theatre."

Valus said with a smile on his face. The student could have gotten into a lot of trouble but he ran into Valus. Not most of the teachers were as forgiving as him. Roxanne even questioned why he was so nice to students.

"What brings you hear kiddo?"

[ANDRIEAS]

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WORDS! 444 TAGS! Valus
NOTES! I love stutters o.o

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[VALUS]

Valus crossed his arms as he listened to the student. He raised an eye brow at what he said.

Valus shook his head as he sighed and walked over to the student and put a hand on his shoulder. With a smile on his face to attempt to comfort the kid he said.

"Look, calm down there kidd-o! I mean Andre." He said gently helping him out of the room. "You are not in any trouble. It takes some time to get around this place I know. I have a problem getting to my class room sometimes and I am a teacher in this place."

He looked around the Foyer and sighed. He wanted to try to get this kid back to class and not in trouble at all. He looked around to try and find a way to help and he remembered he had a map of the school in his office.

"Well- Do you have a map of the place at all or did you not get one?" He said with a curious tone as he moved from the storage room to the foyer and waved Andre to follow.

He was going to try to get this kids head out of being in trouble into a friend state so he could help out in any way he could. He was a teacher. Andre was a student. Valus was going to help out in anyway he could.

He leaned on a window looking outside and awaited for Andre to answer if he did. Valus could understand the position the student was in being caught in a room where if any other teacher had caught him he would be in the Head Masters office quicker than anything and then Valus would have a lot of paper work to do. He has caught his own fair share of students in here and so have other teachers.

Each time a student is caught inside Valus had to do a ton of paper work stating why the student was there- how they got in and what they were doing there in the first place.

He didn't want to do that with Andre, he seemed like a good kid.

[ANDRIEAS]

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[VALUS]

Valus heard that Andre was getting to be more and more comfortable with being around Valus. He had laughed a bit and put his hand on the students head and messed up his hair a bit.

"Don't worry Andre- After a while you will fit in this place. For a C-student"

He said a joke to try to make the kid laugh. He walked over to a wall and looked at the names of teachers in the school. Then at a small pile of six papers with the school all mapped out with the exception of the theatre and training grounds. It was just the main school that was mapped out.

"Well, hopefully this helps. If you need anything of use come by I am usually always here as it is"

He didn't leave much from the auditorium it was his happy place so to speak. It was where he felt most at home and where he was the best to work more than a power control class.

"What class are you missing?"

[ANDRIEAS]

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