atreideslioness: (Future Imperfect)
There was something waiting. Ghanima could feel it, hovering at the edges of her prescience like the air before a coriolis storm. Just beyond the dunes, if she cared to look.

Except that would take all the fun out of it. Infinite surprises, as she and Leto craved, and Ghanima resisted the urge to pick up her Dune Tarot. Instead she channeled that restless energy into dusting off her old syllabus and preparing to get back into an academic classroom. Working with Wade was interesting, but had left her with a craving for something a bit more intellectual.

[OOC: for one, please!]
atreideslioness: (Future Imperfect)
There was something waiting. Ghanima could feel it, hovering at the edges of her prescience like the air before a coriolis storm. Just beyond the dunes, if she cared to look.

Except that would take all the fun out of it. Infinite surprises, as she and Leto craved, and Ghanima resisted the urge to pick up her Dune Tarot. Instead she channeled that restless energy into dusting off her old syllabus and preparing to get back into an academic classroom. Working with Wade was interesting, but had left her with a craving for something a bit more intellectual.

[OOC: for one, please!]
atreideslioness: (Who Walks In Beauty)
Ghanima supposed, as a responsible instructor, that it was her duty to spend at least a little time in her office today for the friends and family of the graduating seniors.

It was also quite possible that if she spent any more time in her suite, she'd pop, and that would be highly unfortunate.

Hence her current location, curled up against a cushion on the floor as she flipped through a book written in a long-dead language, humming softly.

[Open door open office, running OCD-Free and on SP standby.]
atreideslioness: (Who Walks In Beauty)
Ghanima supposed, as a responsible instructor, that it was her duty to spend at least a little time in her office today for the friends and family of the graduating seniors.

It was also quite possible that if she spent any more time in her suite, she'd pop, and that would be highly unfortunate.

Hence her current location, curled up against a cushion on the floor as she flipped through a book written in a long-dead language, humming softly.

[Open door open office, running OCD-Free and on SP standby.]
atreideslioness: (Game On)
Ghanima's class had finished on Monday, and most of her work for both summer sessions was already done, but she was in her office anyway, seated on the floor playing chess with herself.

[Open, OCD free, and SP applies.]
atreideslioness: (Game On)
Ghanima's class had finished on Monday, and most of her work for both summer sessions was already done, but she was in her office anyway, seated on the floor playing chess with herself.

[Open, OCD free, and SP applies.]
atreideslioness: (Actually?I'm plotting to kill my husband)
It was almost a relief to be in her office, away from the boring confines of her suite. As... entertaining... as the events of the previous weekend were, Ghanima had absolutely no desire to make Elaine or Noree part of her future any time soon.

And Alexander? Really? Whatever reality that was could stay a future imperfect and never come to pass.

It was almost soothing to settle in one of the overstuffed chairs of her office, working away on the summer syllabus as she chewed the tip of her quill absently. Academics were far more interesting than strange little children, after all.

[Open office is open, but SP applies!]
atreideslioness: (Actually?I'm plotting to kill my husband)
It was almost a relief to be in her office, away from the boring confines of her suite. As... entertaining... as the events of the previous weekend were, Ghanima had absolutely no desire to make Elaine or Noree part of her future any time soon.

And Alexander? Really? Whatever reality that was could stay a future imperfect and never come to pass.

It was almost soothing to settle in one of the overstuffed chairs of her office, working away on the summer syllabus as she chewed the tip of her quill absently. Academics were far more interesting than strange little children, after all.

[Open office is open, but SP applies!]
atreideslioness: (Beautiful Princess)
Since she'd be chaperoning the Prom tomorrow, Ghanima decided today was as good a day as any to hold her office hours. She wasn't exactly expecting anyone, but she still had class notes to write, and knives to sharpen.

All of her weapons had been fine, once the voodoo curse had worn off, but Ghanima liked triple-checking them anyway.

Either way, she was there, sipping her coffee and working away on the syllabus for the summer.

[Open! SP warning, as the Crazyflakes boss is about.]
atreideslioness: (Beautiful Princess)
Since she'd be chaperoning the Prom tomorrow, Ghanima decided today was as good a day as any to hold her office hours. She wasn't exactly expecting anyone, but she still had class notes to write, and knives to sharpen.

All of her weapons had been fine, once the voodoo curse had worn off, but Ghanima liked triple-checking them anyway.

Either way, she was there, sipping her coffee and working away on the syllabus for the summer.

[Open! SP warning, as the Crazyflakes boss is about.]
atreideslioness: (Child of Dune)
The endless winter of the Americas was starting to grate on Ghanima. Constantly cloudy, constantly chilly... if the island did not relocate somewhere more interesting for the summer, she was going to be vastly annoyed.

Still, there were notes to review, and a class for the summer to write. At least all the paperwork would give her something not bloody cold to focus on.

[Open office is open and SP is the word of the day!]
[The ears magic-talk is NFB, but that Merlin came by is totes FB.]
atreideslioness: (Child of Dune)
The endless winter of the Americas was starting to grate on Ghanima. Constantly cloudy, constantly chilly... if the island did not relocate somewhere more interesting for the summer, she was going to be vastly annoyed.

Still, there were notes to review, and a class for the summer to write. At least all the paperwork would give her something not bloody cold to focus on.

[Open office is open and SP is the word of the day!]
[The ears magic-talk is NFB, but that Merlin came by is totes FB.]
atreideslioness: (Spice Eyes)
The sun was out, it was warmer than it could have been, and Ghanima had quite enjoyed the walk up to her office from town this morning. Another few weeks, and the weather might actually resemble something sensible.

Rather than going over lesson notes, however, she was seated on the floor of her office, the Dune Tarot spread out before as a focus for the inner-sharing happening in her tau. She had questions for some of the older, quieter, ancestors, and this was the easiest way to do it without risking the Spice Trance.

[Open office is open, and I should be around until about 5:30CST. Yay Day Off!]
atreideslioness: (Spice Eyes)
The sun was out, it was warmer than it could have been, and Ghanima had quite enjoyed the walk up to her office from town this morning. Another few weeks, and the weather might actually resemble something sensible.

Rather than going over lesson notes, however, she was seated on the floor of her office, the Dune Tarot spread out before as a focus for the inner-sharing happening in her tau. She had questions for some of the older, quieter, ancestors, and this was the easiest way to do it without risking the Spice Trance.

[Open office is open, and I should be around until about 5:30CST. Yay Day Off!]
atreideslioness: (Beautiful Princess)
It was a Friday, which meant Ghanima was in her office again. This time sketching out ideas for a summer class inbetween jotting off letters to home.

If by 'sketching out ideas' you meant 'throw things at options on the wall until something sticks', anyway.

'Ware the flying knives!


[OOC: Open door, open office, and SP is ze rule. It is "Flood Ahddie with Projects" Day, long periods of AFK until after 11CST.]
atreideslioness: (Beautiful Princess)
It was a Friday, which meant Ghanima was in her office again. This time sketching out ideas for a summer class inbetween jotting off letters to home.

If by 'sketching out ideas' you meant 'throw things at options on the wall until something sticks', anyway.

'Ware the flying knives!


[OOC: Open door, open office, and SP is ze rule. It is "Flood Ahddie with Projects" Day, long periods of AFK until after 11CST.]
atreideslioness: (daughter of vision)
They'd barely been back for a day, but Ghanima already missed the sand and sunshine of the last week. The water, well, she could live without just fine.

Today she'd spend in her office, trying to get as many of her future classes written as possible, and thinking on her still in-progress conversation with Mr. Durden from yesterday.

This would either be a fantastic success, or a disaster.

[For he with the ears, but open office is open. ETA: That Merlin came by for his Latin lesson is FB, rest of conversation NFB.]
atreideslioness: (daughter of vision)
They'd barely been back for a day, but Ghanima already missed the sand and sunshine of the last week. The water, well, she could live without just fine.

Today she'd spend in her office, trying to get as many of her future classes written as possible, and thinking on her still in-progress conversation with Mr. Durden from yesterday.

This would either be a fantastic success, or a disaster.

[For he with the ears, but open office is open. ETA: That Merlin came by for his Latin lesson is FB, rest of conversation NFB.]
atreideslioness: (Aryeh)
Ghani didn't work with her school issued laptop often, preferring books, pen, and paper to the electronic click of the keyboard. Checking her email once a week was one of her few concessions to the digital age in which she currently lived.

Even if she did distrust the Maker-cursed Machines with a passion.

The email she received today, however, warranted an immediate response.

It was not, perhaps, the most diplomatic response Ghanima could have composed, but for some reason she was having difficulty reigning in her temper this week. )

That accomplished, Ghanima settled in to draw up lesson plans for after-break, occasionally glancing over at her email to see if she had a response.

[Open office is open and fleeing from OCD!]
atreideslioness: (Aryeh)
Ghani didn't work with her school issued laptop often, preferring books, pen, and paper to the electronic click of the keyboard. Checking her email once a week was one of her few concessions to the digital age in which she currently lived.

Even if she did distrust the Maker-cursed Machines with a passion.

The email she received today, however, warranted an immediate response.

It was not, perhaps, the most diplomatic response Ghanima could have composed, but for some reason she was having difficulty reigning in her temper this week. )

That accomplished, Ghanima settled in to draw up lesson plans for after-break, occasionally glancing over at her email to see if she had a response.

[Open office is open and fleeing from OCD!]

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