fandomhigh | Criminal Justice [first period, Tuesday 10/24]

"Good morning," V said smoothly as his students filed into the Danger Shop, which they had been ~~handwave~~ informed was the locale for class that day.

Today the Shop was transformed into a large, cavernous dwelling laden with works of art.

"Every hero requires a place to think and store their weaponry," said V. "Really Strong Guy Who Flies has the Bastion of Loneness, ~~Batman whose meta I can't remember has the Batcave~~, the police even have stations. And this is the Shadow Gallery." He gestured expansively. "My former home. It's underground, though I shan't tell you where and don't bother to try to escape as you can't until I conclude the simulation."

He paced, and said, "I'd like you all to think about a place you feel safe and secluded, from which you could base your operation. You can start with somewhere you already know, though I don't recommend your dorm room. What would you keep there, though? Your weapons? Your treasures? Your entire home? And once you have answered, you may explore the Gallery a bit for more inspiration."

[~~Wait for some significant OCD.~~ OCD is up. There is a slight spoiler factor on some of these if you haven't seen the film or read the graphic novel. V will be around to ask about his various clutter, if you want. I'm going to be stepping out to do some errands, but I'll be back shortly. Please do clear it with me if your character is, say, going to poke around V's dressing table and try to find something on him. This is mostly me figuring that a midterm the way I want to do it isn't going to work, and so saving the idea for the final.]

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Alec peeked through the door curiously as he looked around and froze, staring. Maybe it wasn't exactly alike - the smells and sounds were different - but it was eerily similar. Uncomfortably so.

"It's a set," V said from behind him.

Alec jumped, not having expected him, and glanced at V with a scowl before looking back at the hallway. "I know that," he said belligerently. "None of this is real."

"That most especially," V said. "The rest may be virtual, but it truly does resemble my former home. That area was mocked up for various uses, and that set served a single purpose which has long been fulfilled."

Still looking down the corridor, Alec frowned, confused. "You made a place like that?" He sounded as though he wasn't quite sure he'd heard right. "What kind of 'purpose'?"

"To destroy fear in my only ally," V answered.

Alec turned to look at him, eyes slightly wide. He knew about that kind of thing; Manticore had tried it on him, tried to make him malleable and without fear or caring or free will.

"I don't even want to know how you'd do that," he said, voice very low and on the edge of shaking. "But I hope they didn't suffer long."

"It made her stronger. A life without fear," V answered. "And it killed me every day to do it, but it was necessary."

"You don't have the right to take away someone else's feelings," Alec said, frustrated by V's calm. "Not even something like fear."

"It was necessary," V repeated.

"It's wrong." Alec said fiercely.

"The world doesn't exist in black and white, Alec," V said before sharply turning on his heel and ~~flouncing~~ going off to help another student.

Criminal Justice [first period, Tuesday 10/24]

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