[Ravus walks into to the lecture hall ten minutes before the class is scheduled to begin. He's got a messenger bag full of notes and graded papers slung over his shoulder and a can of Ebony in hand. Professor Highwind will roll in a minute before the lecture is supposed to start, so it's Ravus' job to switch on the projector so it can be booting up, plug in the jump drive with the day's powerpoint, and organize the graded papers at the front of the classroom into organized piles divided up alphabetically.
So he doesn't have time for beefy students and their practiced lines. 'Amicitia' is at the top of the list, alphabetically, which is the only reason he fishes the essay out of his bag and drops it into Gladio's lap as he passes him. The red ink at the top of the page reads 'A', and there are a few scribbled remarks from the professor about thesis potential, if he wants to expand and polish the premise.]
There, one less paper to sort. [Ravus remarks as he juggles his coffee and his keys to unlock the door.]
No Problem!
So he doesn't have time for beefy students and their practiced lines. 'Amicitia' is at the top of the list, alphabetically, which is the only reason he fishes the essay out of his bag and drops it into Gladio's lap as he passes him. The red ink at the top of the page reads 'A', and there are a few scribbled remarks from the professor about thesis potential, if he wants to expand and polish the premise.]
There, one less paper to sort. [Ravus remarks as he juggles his coffee and his keys to unlock the door.]