I11DT - Oranges from Spain

[Nailah Weaver]

Nailah, now solidly back on two feet (or paws, as it were), is sitting on a bench in the gardens, waiting for something. Or someone, rather. Next to her a basket with 5 oranges still in it.


((Thread for Sean))

[Sean Hall]

Sean was was walking down the path when he saw Nailah sitting on the bench in the gardens.

"Hello Professor Weaver," Sean said after he saw her.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Good afternoon, Sean. I believe outside the classroom you can call me Nailah now." she smiles faintly. "Do you have a moment?"

[Sean Hall]

"Of course, Pr...Nailah," Sean said correcting himself. "What can I do for you?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"Nothing, I just wanted to give you something." she says, picking up one of the oranges. "These were waiting for me in my office this morning."

[Sean Hall]

Sean cocked an eyebrow at the orange.

"Oranges?" Sean asked. "That's a bit strange isn't it?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"It certainly is. My office was locked."

[Sean Hall]

"That's rather peculiar. Anything wrong with them or any idea where they came from?" Sean asked staring at the orange.