He glared at the young punk that barely even attempted to look contrite. "Rash, hot-headed, turbo-charged fool! Did you even think about what you were doing?"
"Sorry, sir." The kid could almost pass for innocent if he hadn't heard low mutters of 'rusted old coot' and 'outdated relic' from that same brat not half a mega cycle ago. "Won't happen again."
"I'll bet." He glared. "You're on office hours for the next stellar cycle."
"What? Aw, c'mon!"
"Don't give me that! Kup, if you don't learn to think you'll never get to be half my age."
"Who'd wanna be a decrepit old junker..." he muttered just loud enough.
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Date: 2008-09-08 06:08 am (UTC)"Sorry, sir." The kid could almost pass for innocent if he hadn't heard low mutters of 'rusted old coot' and 'outdated relic' from that same brat not half a mega cycle ago. "Won't happen again."
"I'll bet." He glared. "You're on office hours for the next stellar cycle."
"What? Aw, c'mon!"
"Don't give me that! Kup, if you don't learn to think you'll never get to be half my age."
"Who'd wanna be a decrepit old junker..." he muttered just loud enough.
"Two stellar cycles."
"What?"