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27 May 2019 @ 08:53 am
_Professor_ part 2  

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They were still doing multiple triple-days, that is returning to the double-bubbled 400X fast room in his Embassy home for an early dinner, a good night’s sleep . . . well, as close to it as a two month old baby would allow . . . a leisurely breakfast, more studying of text books from the last two years, exercising on the machines, lunch, more sturdy, dinner, a movie, and back to bed . . . rinse and repeat. And emerging fifteen minutes after they’d entered.

Xen had taken Exzy out with him, the last time she went to bed, so she’d had a solid nine hours of uninterrupted sleep and full aching breasts. Fortunately the canny man had taken the baby away when he’d started fussing, and after—for him—a few minutes he was quite hungry.

“C’mon up to the hill, I’ll layout the base for your office. Would you like wood, marble, granite or basalt?”

Rael burped the baby, giggling. “So it looks like Disco HQ? No, I think a mix of wood and white plastered walls would be better.”

He grinned, and disappeared. By the time she’d strolled out the back of the Disco cluster of houses and up the gentle hill behind it, he had a dozen tree trunks laid out on a flat spot and was slicing them down to even thicknesses.

As she watched, the water oozed out of the newly cut boards and the edges straightened up as they lost bark. They shifted and swapped places and suddenly there was a nice square floor, smooth and . . . “Umm, that’s what? Eight meters on a side? I know I wanted to rub Eshy’s nose in his smugness, but . . .”

“But you’re the head of a section. You’ll need a good sized office for meetings with your subordinates and so forth.”

“Well . . . it’ll need lights, power. If it was smaller . . .”

Xen waved it away. “Unless you want time dilation, which will mess up everyone’s watches every time they visit you, I can put in windows. And how about the ceiling?”

He pointed at some thinner lengths of timbers and they stood themselves up in the four corners. One corner was notably taller and another length of time floated overhead to run from the high corner diagonally across the incipient room.

“So, white plaster with wooden beams, either plain or fancy? Or wooden plank ceiling?”

“Oh . . . Eshy’s going to have a cow.”

“I didn’t think Oners did things like that.”

“I’ve been around Q too long.” She eyed the beam. “Planks. And that high corner . . . With diagonal braces down to about . . . are you thinking of glass windows or your weird shields?”

“Shields.”

“There wouldn’t be problem with triangular windows.” She grinned. She picked up a discarded chunk of wood and . . . failed to influence it.

Xen shook his head. “There’s not much heat in it. Think vibrations . . . everything at the base is vibrations . . .”

After half an hour she’d molded a rosette into the wretched wood.  “I think I’ll go furniture shopping.”

He grinned. “May I come and take care of delivery? I promise I’ll have the room ready for Thursday morning.”

Chapter Three

The New Improved Office

There was a small crowd outside her office Thursday morning.

“. . . get approval for structural alterations.” A gruff indignant voice.

And Urfa’s voice. She knew him well enough to detect the suppressed glee. “Oh, is there a form for that too? I’ll tell her about it.”

“And the lock! I’m supposed to have copy of the key for every room. Fire safety regulations.”

And now the department head chiming in. “I don’t understand how this door got installed over night.”

Poor Eshy! And I’m going to so enjoy this! . . . I hope. I didn’t actually see the room, just found that incredible desk . . . and all the matching stuff.

“But it wasn’t like this, an hour ago, when I switched out the light fixture.”

Rael elbowed her way past a couple of professor-types. “Good morning, Dr. E Shy. Oh good, the door’s here.” Yikes, when did Xen get that door? He just gave me the key a hour ago. And did I hear that you needed a key, Mr. . . .?”

“Oliver. Oliver Reed. I do all the maintenance in building one.” A deep growl. Not attitude, just his natural voice.

Rael handed over a key. “Make all the copies you need, for whoever needs them.”

He grunted. “Dr. Eshy,” he pronounced it eh she, “wants to see the new light fixture.” He stepped over to the door, light footed despite his bulk, which was probably a close match with Xen’s, in a shorter stouter frame.

He turned the key and the knob, and the door swung in.

Dr. Eshy frowned and stepped in, fumbled for the light switch. The three little spots on the bar on the ceiling lit the room much better than the single bulb . . .

The room was still a little box. Now with a hardwood floor, new plaster and paint, a padded bench on either side, below the pictures being spot lit.

Double doors opposite the door everyone was crowding through . . . Oh, Xen, a fancy antechamber? Eshy’s going to pop a vein!

And where did Xen get those pretty little paintings of the campus buildings . . . She stepped closer and spotted the signature. Of course. Ra’d.

She edged over to the paneled oak double doors . . . no knobs, just a vertical bar on each . . . Oh. Double sliders. How posh. She slid the doors apart and looked into the office proper.

Maybe I ought to have monitored the process more closely.

Urfa nudged her though, that faint twist of a dimensional corridor, then followed her. Dr. Eshy stalked in, looking around, huffing faintly as he took in the spacious room. Hardwood floor, wood slat ceiling rising to a peak in the corner where the windows gave a panoramic view of the University . . . from outside the grounds.

In fact it looked a great deal like the view she’d gotten when she looked out her house’s attic’s tiny window.

The big desk and matching table, bookshelves and filing cabinets, more art work. A big armchair with a reading lamp and a footstool. The wall beside the sliding doors boasted a wall screen . . .

But almost everyone was staring at the bearskin rug.

Oh, Xen!

 
 
 
ekuah on May 27th, 2019 04:43 pm (UTC)
Sorry to make another suggestion.
But how about a nice big fireplace. Something like in some posh living rooms.

And maybe an inside out bubbled sculpture of some guy.
(Not telling them that there is an actual sculpture in that bubble, not a man)
That would keep those department heads on their toes ;-)
(Anonymous) on May 27th, 2019 05:33 pm (UTC)
Re: Sorry to make another suggestion.
Need the statue where she meets students. Can you imagine how quick the rumor would get around campus about what Rael did to that one student who failed...
ekuah on May 27th, 2019 06:02 pm (UTC)
Re: Sorry to make another suggestion.
Yes.
Hmm maybe a big bully in a begging for mercy pose.
And maybe a bronze statue of a goat. Aka the student who cat called her. ;-)

Edited at 2019-05-27 06:07 pm (UTC)
Joe Wojo Jr: pic#110087271wojorider on May 27th, 2019 06:28 pm (UTC)
looks like this couild be as much fun as Cooking Hot
love the idea of the statue.
(Anonymous) on May 28th, 2019 04:28 am (UTC)
I wonder if the source of the bearskin rug was the bear from "Marooned" that Rael sliced.

--TheOtherSean
(Anonymous) on May 28th, 2019 09:25 am (UTC)
Me too. Think she's gonna tell the story? While they accuse her of murdering the poor bear, not admitting that they are impressed and intimidated.