fandomhigh | Lawyering Up: Week 8, Wed, Period 2

"Change of plans," Nathan said as he passed out that week's handouts. "This week we're covering Estate law. Your estate is your possessions. When you die - which I'm sure many of you felt was coming soon depending on how much you had to drink over Spring Break - this is the branch of law that covers what happens to your things.

"Everyone should have a will," Nathan said, with the confidence of one who came from a family where wills were drawn up as soon as children were old enough to sign their names. "Without one the government gets to decide who gets your things. Not uncommon? The government decides that it's going to keep your things. So you need something that prevents that from happening, even if all you own is your favorite pillow case.

"In your packets is a sample will." Nathan gave them a grin. "Don't worry, it's not legally binding. What I'd like you to do is read through, get the gist of what they're looking for, and then write up a will of your own. If you don't feel like giving out personal information as part of a class assignment, feel free to make up your assets and beneficiaries."

[ooc: ~~wait for~~ OCD is up!]

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As soon as the lecture was over and everyone started getting to work, Turtle raised her hand.

"Yes?" Nathan asked.

"Uh, Mister Petrelli, sir," Turtle started as she lowered her hand and straightened importantly, "I already have a will. It's up in my room; I can go get it if you want. I know you said that they're not legally binding, but I don't feel it would be in the best interest of my estate to produce anything that could cause confusion in the event of my death."

Nathan snickered. "I had a feeling that's what you were going to say. You're right, having two - one even as an exercise - would cause confusion. You don't have to write up another one, but you may want to see if any of your classmates need help."

There was a visible sigh of relief over the fact that Mister Petrelli expect this and trust her word so that she didn't have to go and get it. She was definitely a bit in the area of those who wouldn't feel comfortable letting anyone in this room seeing exactly just how...well...ample her estate was. And then she smiled, brightly, and nodded. "Of course; thank you, sir!"

"You're welcome," Nathan said. "I'm glad you spoke up."

"Oh!" Turtle added. "Also? How can a pregnant woman tell that she's carrying a future attorney?"

"How?" Nathan asked.

"By her sudden and insatiable cravings for baloney."

Nathan laughed. "Good one."

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