Office hours, Wednesday

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Eliot straightened up from where he'd been installing screens behind the vent grates. He hadn't held office hours since the unfortunate gremlin incident three weeks ago, and he wasn't taking any chances with ending up convinced he was something considerably worse than a giant six year old bird.

Val looked at the vent and then up at Eliot and whimpered. He sighed and scratched behind her ears. "Yeah, I know. But I ain't crazy this time. And besides, these vents are too small for Parker, anyway."

Yeah, the similarities to his lovely psychotic break wasn't helping his peace of mind much, either. But at least he hadn't busted out any bear traps.

[Open office is open! Just not to gremlins.]

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"The theories, mostly."

Then again, he had Lottie in his class. Who was good preparation for dealing with Caboose in the future, actually.

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Wash should just be glad that Lottie hadn't decided he was a mystery that needed solving, yet.

"What kinds of stuff you been coverin' so far?"

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"The moon landing, Area 51, and the Illuminati so far."

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Eliot chuckled. "Stickin' to the classics, huh? You gonna finish off with the theory that conspiracy theories are created by the government to cover up for what they've really been secretly doing?"

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"What, and give away the secret?"

This is what happens when a secretive, quasi-military organization with designs on creating a super soldier sends someone to teach these things.

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Eliot raised an eyebrow, not entirely sure if that was more sarcasm or not. "By that point they won't believe a goddamn word you say, anyway."

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It was part of his charm.

"That might be the plan." It was not the plan. But it could be.

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"Assumin', of course, that you even have a plan."

Please. Like he and Parker didn't just sit down the night before and go "oh crap, what are we doing for class tomorrow?"

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"Why? Is that what you do?" Because he was going to judge you for that. Because he was Washington.

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"My partner's a mastermind, man."

Which did not actually answer that question, no.

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And Wash used to work on a team with the same sort of people.

"...so no."

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Eliot shrugged. "'Outdoor Adventures' tends to be pretty casual."

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"Uh huh." Now he wished he'd taught that instead. Way less need to want to drink until humanity stopped being terrible.

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He should probably just accept that there wasn't enough liquor on the planet for that.

"So what're you gonna teach 'em next week, then?"

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Shaking and crying.

"The Kennedy Assassination. There's only fifty movies about it."

Awww yeah. Movie day.

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"And not a damn single one of them got it right."

Do not get Eliot started on the Kennedy Assassination, Wash.

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"What."

Oh god, what had he started?

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"They all make the assumption that there has to be more than one shooter, for one," Eliot said. Because goddammit Wash you got him started on it.

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"Are you seriously doing this?" Wash had to ask. Because god help him.

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"You're the one who brought it up, man."

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"I didn't expect you to actually have strong feelings about an assassination that took place before you were born."

And waaaay before Wash was born.

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Eliot shrugged. "It tends to come up a lot."

When you spent a lot of time around trained killers.