What are you doing here?

Watcher

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Tellios was in the theatre early in the morning before his class and even doing some cleaning from the show they just had. Though the class was supposed to do it... He took it upon himself to do it. Trying to clean the place as fast as possible while still trying to figure out where stuff should go. He was the head of the technical crew for the school in terms of theatre work, though he was sure that no one would like a robot walking around. Tiny spider like robots crawling around like skin. As he was taking apart the set and laying the pieces against the wall. The sounds of power tools echoed in the empty halls as he spoke to himself.

"Well, seems like no one is here. This should be fine. I need to get this done."

Keeping up his pace he eventually got the set pieces on the ground in the audience so he could get them to the storage room that wasn't too far from the theatre. Taking a moment to look at the stage with probs strewn about from the actors tossing them around and the other technicians enjoying themselves. He shook his head.

"I may have my job cut out for me.. Maybe i should leave the props for them." He said. He then had an idea. He locked the door to the auditorium as he started to move around. Doing odd work like sweeping and mopping the stage. Before taking out the genie lift. And powering it using himself as a plug on his back. he looked almost tied to the machine as he raised it.

He started to fix lights, change bulbs and try to get things onstage back to the way they were. Though...

It was hard for him to do so on his own. They had taken the wireless for the lighting board out so he had no control from himself so he just eyeballed it and on his way down to move...

He heard something. He wasn't sure what.
 

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Clip clop clip clop...
The sound of hooves echoed the hallways approaching the school theater. In time with the pittering of raindrops against cobblestone. It wasn't an easy terrain to cross given their structure, but it was a necessary obstacle nonetheless.

And since they was a relatively new teacher on the block, her approach turned a head or two. Both for their oddity, and for a first impression on their occupation.
Professor Samaras' equine half faced some difficulty making the ascent up the stairs. Fortunately, they managed after some difficulty. Taking out the keys from her satchel to unlock the front door.... Only to see that it had already been opened.

Curiously yet cautiously, they approached the warm interior. Not too hot, but enough to allow the raindrops to evaporate off of her slick coat. It appeared empty as she moved from the foyer, past the box office and into the old doors that gave way to the audience of the auditorium. Not a sound except for muffled hoofsteps on the red carpet that led through the aisles. However...
Her ear twitched. She heard someone in here.

She set down her box full of items and proceeded to look around. Straightening out her peacoat. "Hello? Is someone here?" Her ears twitched again. "Class isn't for another hour..."
 

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Tellios heard footsteps.. no.. Hooves in the theatre. He was a bit confused for a moment but realized who it was. He finished what he was doing as he blinked a bit. He wasn't expecting the professor to show up early. He sighed for a moment as he walked to the stage.

"Oh. Hello Mr. Samaras. How are you today?" He said. Straight faced while trying to hide the fact he was already hard at work taking things and putting them away for fun and to keep himself occupied. Though this MAY be a problem for what he's been doing or just might be helping her. Rubbing the back of his head for a moment before speaking again. "What brings you here?"

He said moving to sit down on the edge of the stage. Rubbing his shoulder for a moment as it creaks a bit. Slowly turning back into a human from his robot form. Giving himself a moment to rest and look around to make a list of things to do for later. Or find ways to get out of trouble.

Hopefully she didn't call his parents. That would be a problem. Though at the same time could lead to some interesting conversations with her. Though he was slowly becoming more open since talking with Pollyanna about things.
 
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