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It was a common sight to see Doctor Edward Thomas Ebenezer Scratch moving about the campus grounds, carrying odds and ends. Seldom does he ever really bring anything into a dorm, but today was such a day. Caliborn, as insufferable as always, demanded that scratch go out and fetch little things here and there that didn’t take much effort but was quite time consuming. A pack of flour, Some more ammunition, his package from the mailing system. Scratch wasn’t a particularly busy man, But he did have his own studies to conduct. With that being said, he was always on the look out for those who needed his help, through one way or another. He wandered throughout the campus to begin with, trying to find anyone who looked like they’d be amiable to his line of word. Sadly, with how he looked and moved, people gave him a wide berth looking upon him in revulsion. He allowed himself an inward smirk for this, deciding that their reaction was pleasing. When he finally got there to his Charge’s dormitory, he was met with the sight of a barely dressed woman, in short fitting shorts and a Sports bra. To any hot-blooded teenager who was interested in such things, This surely would have been an appealing sight. As it stands, there was only one thing Scratch was interested in. The scarring around her waist. With a daring smile, he began to go about setting down everything he was sent to retrieve before he smiled to her. “Evening.” He said, his warm and tired tones meeting with the air. “I see they’ve not fixed the air conditioning. I should purchase a window unit.” He offered. Small talk, to warm her up to the idea of conversation.
