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Art Appreciation and Protection, Week 5, Monday, Period 2, 8/3

"For those of you who weren't asleep this weekend, or attempting to help those of us who were... count your blessings." Sophie paused, and fought the urge to yawn. "I'm afraid that all I'd worked up before I fell into a coma was a discussion of the symbolism and codes in The Raphael Cipher. But I can't inflict that on you after all that sleeping, since it's an utter crock anyway." She smiled at them. "Therefore, you get this movie instead. I even brought popcorn. Have fun."

Sophie settled back with aspirin and an icebag.

[OCD ~~on the way!~~ up!]

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In awake mode. Mostly.

Maron Kusakabe

Leto Atreides

Joan Girardi

Annja Creed

~~Rachel Roth~~ Raven

Ellie Bartowski

Joolushko Tunai Fenta Hovalis

Claudia Kishi

Shilo Wallace

If you dare. Sophie won't notice today.

Maron didn't really watch the movie, staring blankly at her desk instead, and trying to work up the effort to care that she should be paying attention.

There was a difference between slacking off for a day, and letting something go.

"Maron?" Sophie asked quietly. "Could you stop by after class?"

Her head snapped up, and she forced at smile on her face.

"I--" she had no idea why, but-- "yes, Professor. I'll stop by."

Leto tried to keep his attention on the movie, but it failed to catch his interest. There were plenty of things happening, true, but the events lacked importance to him.

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Joan was totally watching the movie. Her eyes didn't drift closed a few times at all. Honest.

The movie was not excessively violent as some were, but it was enough that Raven felt uncomfortable watching, so she attempted to meditate instead.

Ellie was actually awake due to a caffeine fix, so she was paying attention to the movie.

Joolushko had not been traumatized by the events of the last week. So watching a movie was just fun. Even if movies here were inferior entertainment at best. Which was why she was staring intently at the screen. Yup.

Who may be taking notes again.

...who looks like she wants to be Anywhere But Here.

"Professor?" Maron asked, coming up to her desk after class. She wasn't particularly curious, but it was there, vaguely, wondering why she'd been asked to stay.

"Have a seat, Maron," Sophie said, pouring herself a glass of water, then one for Maron. "Don't worry. You're not in any trouble. I just wanted to speak with you for a minute or two." She took a sip of water from her glass, and said, "You seemed troubled, today. I wanted to see how you were."

She perched uncomfortably in her chair, eyes lowered and lips pressed together.

"I'm sorry," Maron said, "I didn't mean to cause any worry. It was just--a bad weekend."

Understatement of the century? One of them at least.

"You were over there, then," Sophie said, nodding, watching the girl's body language. "I was too. Dreadful. Bad doesn't really describe it, does it?"

She pulled in on herself, guarded and small.

"Not really," Maron said, still not looking up. "But complaining won't change it."

That lesson she'd learnt well.

"No," said Sophie gently. "But talking about it can help you put it behind you." She was quiet. "Especially to someone who does understand. And won't mind."

"I talked to my roommate," Maron replied. "R-Radio didn't say anything about it, but I did."

It was habit to listen to it in the morning, that was the only reason she'd heard it today.

She took a deep breath, and forced her head up, looking haunted. "I w-was a monster," Maron said, hands curling in her lap. "And it wasn't a dream. It really happened to one version of me."

"I know," Sophie agreed. It had been a thought that horrified her, when she'd first realized what was happening. But her usual pragmatism had reasserted itself before she'd fallen asleep. "I'm glad you could talk to your roommate about it." She tilted her head, resting it on one hand. "It happened to me over there, too. I found myself there on Saturday." She searched Maron's face. "I couldn't help much. But I believe they're all gone, now. Free."

She shook her head.

"It d-doesn't matter," she said, stubbornly determined not to cry. "They were evil and I was o-one of them."

And that scared her.

"The other you was one of them," Sophie said, voice soft. "And yes. That's sad and terrible. But you were a visitor in a horrible situation. None of your choices created it. You were not consulted about your transference there. It was horrible. Nightmarish. But not truly you."

Maron struggled to find words to explain but not--give everything away.

"I walk with God," she said, finally. "And that other-me... didn't. I don't--understand. Faith doesn't... quit." She didn't quit.

Sophie considered that a moment, the strength of belief in God, how crosses worked there, and slowly said, "Do you know how those vampires were made?"

She shook her head, back to staring at her lap.

"Something about--blood. Other-me wasn't interested she just..." Maron swallowed. "Played with her food."

And saying that made her blanch.

"I'm so sorry, Maron." Sophie hurt for her, and sighed. "I ask, because I doubt it was something your other self chose. She was hurt, and attacked." Belief put resolve into her voice. "And at some point, someone forced her to drink. And then you, the real you, was gone. With God, if that is what you believe." She tilted her head. "Do you understand? I had this discussion with one of the others, while I was there."

Her smile was there but not happy.

"I'll try to believe that," she said, though it was a tangled mess in her head. "It does... help," Maron admitted, "to think that other-me didn't chose it."

"It doesn't make what happened any less awful, in some ways." Sophie studied her, wondering what had happened. Played with her food, indeed. Quietly she said, "But you're not alone. And I don't think God abandoned her. Do you?"

"I don't know," she said, pained.

"God is--good. Light. Faith. Trust. She didn't seem to--miss it. And He wouldn't give up, but He can't do much when He's not wanted."

"Perhaps because she wasn't there any longer. Just the shell." Sophie smiled a little. "I can't speak to faith, much. But perhaps our presence there was God finally working to correct a grave mistake? As horrible as it was for us, as painful and frightening... in the end, it did end."

"Maybe," she said quietly, taking a sip of her water. "But I don't think I'll ever know."

"No. But that's what faith is for, isn't it?" Sophie smiled a little. "The presence of things unseen. But if you do need to discuss it again... I have regular office hours. And time to spare."

"Faith in God isn't always based on what's unseen," she said quietly, setting her glass down. "But, thank you. I will keep it in mind."

Maron... pretty much had to believe in the presence of God, being who she was.

"You're welcome. And I hope you feel easier about this soon, Maron." Just like Sophie hoped she would.

"I'll do my best," she said, doing her best to give her a real smile as she got up. "Thank you, again. For the offer and the--talking."

BDE eated me. *zonk* Easy class this week. Talk to Sophie if you like, I'm around, just sleeeeepy.

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