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There was something about a trio in a WEAPON and TECHNICIAN combination that was so interesting to observe. The relationship dynamics when it was not just one on one that seemed to balance what might have been imperfect. With a nod, Jerard looked pointedly towards the door at the back.

"Andre. Aryana." he said, nodding at the twins. The protective mannerisms of the boy was nice to see. "Derek, as you know when you are paired with two individual WEAPONS, there is an increase in requirements for promotion." it'd be interesting to see how this TECHNICIAN would deal with the additional challenge.

"Michael will be here to show you around the different areas on campus. If you have any questions, you can direct them at him."

There. Dismissed.

Michael had been trying very hard to not listen in on the conversation. It was called being professional, really. But he couldn't help himself, and overhearing a smattering amused him. Was it always like this with twins? He wondered if his boss and Ashie had played the same dynamics with the one who had been their technician. He could believe that, almost. Looking down at the file he had in front of him, he motioned in the direction to the classrooms.

"If you have any questions during the tour let me know." he looked at the trio. "I'm not going to stop at each point to make sure you understand. You've been students here long enough that even if some of the areas were prohibited before, you should have some idea what happens." these introduction things always made him a little uncomfortable. It was part of his job so he tried to do his best, but he didn't really appreciate the fact that it felt awkward. He was being a tour guide. He, a Death Scythe reduced to showing new kids where to go and where not to go.

"I'll take you to the classrooms first." he frowned. Was he supposed to just lead the way then, and expect them to follow? What if one of them ended up getting lost? He motioned again. "Then to the missions department, and any where else you wan to go."

Yeah. Control. That was it. He could do this.

At Aryana's question he grinned, relaxing a little bit. This couldn't be too difficult: look, the kids were harmless! "Michael is fine." he answered. He was touchy about someone calling him by his full name: and Mr. Michael-Smith sounded ridiculous to him as well. Besides... professor? His lips quirked into a grin. That was just weird.

Leading the way, he motioned to the different classrooms. "One, two, three, four six." he waved at them, pausing as he looked at five and the room next to six. "You have classes in the rooms I've mentioned." he looked at the trio. He wasn't really supposed to talk about what the other two rooms were for: they'd figure it out themselves. Or maybe they already had. Ashie had been given rules to stay away: Michael not so much. But still. It was something of a secret student club thing, and he wasn't going to interfere

He moved on, uncomfortable with the thought that someone might ask him about _that_. Better to ignore it and avoid it! Moving down the hallway he pointed to the bulletin board. "This is the mission pick up board. You'll find available missions here, as well as those that are currently in progress." he wondered who would be the ones to take this trio out on their first mission. That would be very interesting to watch.

Michael winced when he heard the question thrown in his direction by the technician. He'd just ignore it. Yeah. That was the way to do it: pretend he was hard of hearing. Actually, that wasn't such a bad idea. Make up some great war hero story from his past missions, and blame his selective hearing on that. He was sure that would be a good way of dealing with certain people. Relieved to hear that the boy (Andre, was it?) had decided to answer for him, he moved on to the next question.

Except... it was't easier to answer either.

He stared at the boy curiously. Did it really matter how they got to the places? Michael was one of those people who thought the ends justified the means. And that the means really didn't matter at all as long as he succeeded So he frowned for a second before answering.

"Magic?" was his response. It sounded lame even to him so he added to it. "We have portals where once you choose your mission, we input the destination. After it is completed a staff member or yourself, will press in the digits to call us and we'll bring you back." he knew some staff members who took a couple of days leave during these times to visit some parts of the world. Not that he'd tell on his boss.

The music room? Well, maybe these three were gifted in that particular field. Michael himself had no real sense of rhythm apart from when it came to killing targets for the missions. So it would be curious to see if they were better. "I'll show you where it is, then." he responded. He pointed then absentmindedly to one of the doors. Right. Just before he forgot.

"This is where our offices are." he said, pausing. "You can find Alexis here sometimes, me most of the times and Ashie... when she isn't running around doing something else for the boss." By boss he meant all three, of course. It was easier to call them by the title than have to refer to them individually. Alexis was his direct boss, then there was Jerard, and then there was...

Well. Everyone knew who was on top.

"They've supplied me with maps to give all of you, both of the campus and of other areas outside in shibusen. Might help if there are areas you are unfamiliar with?" this really put the feather in the cap in making him feel like a tour guide. He started walking towards the music room, pausing for a moment to reach inside his jean pocket. Right. Here somewhere.

"Here." he said, turning to hand them all little business car d sized maps. "In case you get... lost."

Or something.

Michael grinned. This was easy. He could do this again. And again. Okay. Maybe not too often, but it had gone better than he had expected it to. He nodded and almost waved a hand at them: but that would seem too much like a dismissal, and well... dismissals kind of seemed too much like Jerard to him.

"Sure thing." he said easily, nodding his head. "Good luck guys, and see you around."

It would be quite interesting to see the three of them at a mission. Maybe he'd be able to get them for one, one day.

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