The Library, Thursday

[genesishero]

Evan had been pretty quiet all week, since the maze thing went away. He had a puppy, and maybe a bit of survivor's guilt for some heavily handwaved trauma, and neither of those things were very conducive to getting out and about when he could just as easily lock himself away, cuddle with Ozzy, and read.

He was embracing that strategy here and now, too, but minus the puppy. He'd found himself the novelizations of the Space Battles prequel movies, since he'd never really managed to get around to watching the third one and he liked reading more than he liked just sitting down and watching things on the TV. He was going to try to wind down some after a horrible week by finally finding out how the Chosen One managed to save the day and restore balance to everything. He needed some happy reading today, damn it.

... This could only end poorly.

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Ethics Class [Thursday, April 18, 2013]

[sith_happened]

"As graduation nears and last week probably reminded many of you, the end of a school year is a time to think of regrets," Anakin said softly. "About decisions you've made that you'd prefer to take back and the many other ways your past can come back to bite you in the ass. Or in the case of the baggage room, bean you in the head."

Be glad you weren't in a room when Anakin's baggage attacked. You'd all be concussed in minutes.

"Today I want you to write an essay about what you regret and the choice you'd make to change that regret," he said. "I won't read them--this is just for you. After we'll finished, we'll stick him in the trash can and set them on fire."

Because pyromania solved problems!