Mad Kings & Queens, Final [Monday, Period 4]

[atreideslioness]

When the class arrived today, they'd find the desks missing. Instead, there were cushions on the floor surrounding a number of low tables, and each table held one of two boxes.

"I'm going to assume that most of you are completely unable to focus on anything remotely academic today," Ghanima stated. "So today we're going to do a practical application."

"There is always a cost to removing a corrupt monarch from power," she continued. "People. Resources. There's not even a guarantee that you'll win."

"Each of you is a revolutionary trying to save their people. The person opposite you is a corrupt or insane ruler, that must be deposed." Ghanima held up one pawn, smiling. "It's up to each of you to decide where to draw the line for acceptable loss. Each army you lose is a point off your grade, unless you win it all."

"Welcome to your final. Pair up, or make teams, and have fun."

[Last verse, same as the first. Wait for the OCD! OCD up! Show her what you've learned!]

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Re: Talk to Ghanima

[atreideslioness]

"Leto will go where Leto will go, and it's his future and my past," Ghanima laughed. "I'm not one to deny him an adventure."

Re: Talk to Ghanima

[raspberryturk]

Reno had himself a bit of a chuckle at that, too.

"Fair enough, yo. Just askin, in case you were wonderin' where your brother happened to come across a big green chicken, yo." He grinned, perhaps a little mischievously. "Could probably get 'em on a two-for-one deal, yo. Ain't like the breeders are doin' real good business lately. People gotta get to 'em without gettin' eaten on the plains on the way, after all."

Mostly, he was just amusing himself at the thought of Ghanima riding a chocobo. It was unfortunate that she made everything look so regal, he was really less amused than he was impressed at the mental image.

Re: Talk to Ghanima

[atreideslioness]

"If he comes home with a pair of oversized avians, he's the one that will need to care for them," Ghanima said firmly as she crossed her arms. "I do not think the hotel would take kindly to me housing one in the basement."

"Although arranging for their transport to Arrakis, that I could do."

Re: Talk to Ghanima

[raspberryturk]

"They do eat greens," Reno added. "I ain't sure what kinda agriculture you got out there. Gotta make sure that won't be a problem, first."

Re: Talk to Ghanima

[atreideslioness]

"So long as we keep the breeding population down, it would be doable in my era," she mused. "Although we may want to start them on another planet, just to give the vegetation a chance to take-hold before some large birdbrains decide to make it a salad."

"Our ecosystem is still in-flux, you see. Shifting from a world of nothing but stone and sand to plains and trees, rain falling from the sky. In fifty years, there will be forests everywhere; but for now the desert changes slowly."

Still too fast for Ghanima's Fremen tastes, always too fast.

Re: Talk to Ghanima

[raspberryturk]

"I dunno if I'll be around to speak of in fifty years," Reno noted. He hadn't expected to make it this long, in all honesty. "But that don't mean we couldn't make arrangements to have some sent off to Arrakis from Gaia, once you think the place can handle 'em. Pass the message along through the Turks or whatever, you know?"

If the Turks lasted that long. They technically weren't Turks, either, but that hardly mattered.

"Give Leto one or two, both the same gender so your planet ain't crawlin' in chicobos in a few years, just to see if people can get a feel for 'em? An' then send more later?"