OFFICE HOURS

[imprefect]

If you'd like to speak privately with the class Prefect, this is your chance. Despite her general attitude, it would appear she takes most responsibilities of her role quite seriously, and she holds regular meeting times for students to speak with her one-on-one. Even the ones she doesn't get along with particularly well.

Over the course of the game, office hours offerings might change slightly based on the week's events. Please see this post for the Cliff's Notes if you want a sense of the general atmosphere when privately contacting Nanami!

Week 0: Since the upper floors are still restricted while they're being remodeled, meetings this week will take place in the A/V room as noted on the locations page. It's a temporary headquarters at best, though it has been - however slightly - redecorated to give it an atmosphere of bougie opulence. She's brought in a plush upholstered chair from the reception area so she has a fancy seat, for example.

It seems the week didn't get off to exactly the start that the Prefect was expecting, either. Given the importance the school spelling bee has, based on her explanation, it probably doesn't come as a surprise that pulling that event off without a hitch is clearly occupying most of her time right now. You'll probably find her thumbing through the student handbook or flipping through pages on a clipboard, a growing pile of work to delegate to the Little Brothers piling up next to her.

Week 1: After the reveal of the secondary option for graduating, The Prefect seems more high-strung than normal. She's jittery and suspicious. Though still set up at the same times in the A/V room, students might catch her poking her head outside the door to check the hallway or scrutinizing the tutoring and study group sign-ups. If you enter her office hours unannounced, she will scream in terror.

It might be easier to coax her to leave the A/V room or mingle with the other students now that things have been fully revealed. Her attempts to change the rules back to exclude murder aside, she continues to pore over the curriculum when left to her own devices, as if the behavior of trying to pull off a successful semester is ingrained.

Week 3: Following her harrowing washing machine ordeal, Nanami has a severely sprained wrist and a newfound skittishness. She's back in the AV room, where she slept off her spin cycle adventures. The good or bad news: Her personality seems significantly less delightful since the last time you saw her.

After Tuesday, she will be relocating to the locked room on the third floor for most of her free time, but you're likely still able to coax her out for public appearances or 1:1 private threads.

Week 4: Nanami is much more likely to be found out and about during the day. She hasn't completely shirked her responsibilities of being available to meet during regular hours, but instead of finding her in one fixed place

This might include the good old A/V room, but she can also be found lurking around her dorm quarters on the third floor. You may even be able to have your one-on-one conversation with her in there if you catch her at the right time. She is also available to be called down for meetings or explorations if asked, though she has less information from the Principal due to having mostly been removed from his circle.

Following the motive reveal, she's pale and jittery and always seems to have a piece of paper stuffed into her pocket.

Week 5: Nanami no longer has office hours, technically. She can be met with privately at any time a character would like to as long as they can find her (and we can handwave that your character can do that pretty easily). She'll pull you aside into the student council room on the fifth floor.

Comments

week 0 tuesday afternoon

[noblesnow]

[Is Reika here because she wants to talk to the Prefect, or is she just trying to investigate the AV room? The answer... is yes. Regardless, once she walks in and sees all that paperwork, her previous intentions just kind of suddenly vanish from her mind.]

Do you need help, Prefect-senpai?

[imprefect]

[ The Prefect doesn't offer a greeting; even if Reika hadn't skipped straight to offering, she probably wouldn't. ]

The Little Brothers will take care of it if I tell them to.

[ Though, thinking about how they've been acting... Swiveling in her really nice chair, she takes stock of her. ]

You're a real helpful type, aren't you? What is it; you're trying to impress someone, aren't you?

[noblesnow]

I try to be. I'm not really trying to impress anyone. It's just what I've always done.

[It's actually kind of been on her mind recently!]

Tuesday Week 0

[cellpreservation]

[He comes along well within her hours and outside of class time.]

Hello?

[imprefect]

Oh, it's you.

[ She likely recognizes him from how relatively quiet he was the other day - that he didn't immediately launch into questions like everyone else.

Strange, a kid like this is someone she likely would have overlooked entirely if they weren't in this school. ]

What do you want? What can the helpful Miss Nanami do for you today?

[cellpreservation]

I just had some questions, that's all.

[And, without wasting any time:]

How come a girl like you is working for a guy who's okay with kids dying?

[violence_ensues]

[Adorabat and Sonic were talking and had managed to come up with a little plan to get the Prefect to actually see what's been happening outside. Adorabat practically bursts through the door, full of energy, wings waving wildly in the air.]

PREFECT, PREFECT! YOU HAFTA COME TO THE PLAYGROUND WITH ME!

[imprefect]

[ She will never understand how this little thing manages to be so loud.

After tapping her pen against her clipboard a few times in irritation, Nanami points it at the sign on the door with her hours. It's not as if she can just leave her post on a whim. Besides... ]

I don't have time to be fooling around right now! I outgrew the playground a long time ago.

[violence_ensues]

But everybody needs some time away from their duties! Either to eat or sleep or- or have some fun!

[Look at that cheerful smile. You dare say no to that smile?]

Week 0 Friday

[holyironmade]

Mistress Prefect?

[Jeanne is wandering into the room after knocking but her train of thought is derailed by seeing Nanami's spelling papers.]

...you are already working on that type of spelling...

[imprefect]

[ At least she knocked. The (surprisingly hard at work, for her) Prefect has time to look up and lean back haughtily in her fancy little chair. ]

That... [ Only the slightest arch of her eyebrow. ] What other kind of spelling would I be working on?

... Anyway, what do you want?

[shinedsobright]

[I am very sorry for him but there is enthusiastic cowbelling just outside the A/V room]

[imprefect]

bitch

Sunday Morning

[spychic]

[Anya walks into the AV room, after knocking on the door politely.]

Miss Prefeck...?

[imprefect]

[ She's jumpy, so the Prefect even jerks straight up with the knock. ]

I didn't know the rules were going to change, I'm not allowed to change them back, and if you came here to kill me then everyone will definitely know!

[ This probably all gets out of her mouth before she even sees or registers that it's Anya. ]

Sunday Week 1

[cellpreservation]

[Time to go find the Prefect.]

[imprefect]

[ Boy does she wish it wasn't!

Arms crossed: ] You again?

Week 1, Monday

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Dylan is...unsure about this decision. Nanami clearly does not like him, and he's still not sure if he even likes her.

But...she seemed more reasonable, once the Principal decided to change the rules, and he's got an issue that he's not sure how to deal with without some executive help-two issues, technically, but one bigger than the other at the moment.

So before curfew's call and night's fall, he sits in the dreary hall, and chooses not to stare at the dismal wall.

...he shouldn't do poetry when he's nervous.

He knocks on the door.]

Uh, Miss Nanami? Do you have a minute?

[imprefect]

[ It's late enough in the day that her office hours are almost certainly close to being over, Nanami's almost certainly antsy by the time he comes to knock on the door.

She points to the sign with the hours on it. ] You'd better make it quick.

tuesday again? many problem

[noblesnow]

[Reika is considerably less collected this time around. She's been doing a good job of putting on a brave face about the motive, as long as that was all she was worried about, but now that she's actually at the door to the A/V room it's hard not to also worry about whether she and the Prefect are still on speaking terms.

This time around, she announces her presence with an awkward knock on the door.]

[imprefect]

[ As mentioned in the motive, she was not present in the cafeteria - nor, it seems, elsewhere public in the school - for the announcement.

When Reika knocks and enters, there's a sweet, rotten positivity in Nanami's voice. ]

Oh, it's my favorite helper student. You're back here already? Then you must want something else.

Thursday afternoon

[weirdlymagical]

[Ooookay. This has been something Luz was itching to get to for some time. And now...! She's finally doing it! Just gotta build up the nerve. C'mon, you've done bigger things than this. Just step into the AV room and-



and deal with the screaming later. Time to post up on the doorway. Fingerguns.]

Heeey, prefect... Uh. Heeeey. How're ya doing?

oh boy my chance to be sad over luz too!!

[imprefect]

[ Since around the time of the motive announcement, the Prefect's been less... obtrusive. So that screaming that Luz might be expecting doesn't actually come.

She seems, in fact, eerily patient when Luz enters the room. There's still a hint of the bite in her voice, but there's also a candy shell wrapped around it. ]

Well, well, I don't usually see you in here. What's bothering you; are you getting a little desperate?

After week 5 meeting

[violence_ensues]

[Adorabat comes fluttering on in and perches atop the desk. She takes the butterfly knife from... somewhere, and places it down in front of her.]

Miss Prefect, things might get really dangerous around here. I can teach ya how to fight.

[imprefect]

Why are you still calling me that? [She sounds petulant - so petulant that it overrides the momentary fear of someone pulling out a weapon in her former office.] I'm just one of you now.

[She looks at the combat knife.] ... That's fine as a second, but you're not really expecting me to fight with just that, right?