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Unlike last week, Loki was back in the classroom, grinning smugly at each student as they entered. Once they'd all settled, he stood up and started talking.

"Welcome back," he greeted. "I hope you all enjoyed you free day last week. Seems I had other things to do and couldn't be here but I am glad to see that some of you stayed and some you...didn't."

He'd be getting to that later.

"Today, we're going to be talking about alcohol." His stomach panged just thinking about alcohol. It was just fucking unfair. "Now, I'm sure most of you have been exposed to alcohol in one form or another. Whether you're a connoisseur, a social drinker, or the one who gets to drag your drunk friends home, there's pretty much now way that you'd miss exposure to alcohol around here."

Or you were him and you had to watch people drink and yearn.

"And, for some of you, this class might be old hat," he said, looking around. "But, if you're going to be out on your own, exposed to all the things life can throw at you, you're gonna need to know how to control your alcohol intake so you can still function. That doesn't mean you can't go out and get rip roaring drunk when it's needed but if you're drink every single fucking day of your life, your gonna kill your liver amongst other things. You need to find your tolerance and stick with it on days you have to function. Don't fucking mix beer and liquor unless you wanna be praying to the porcelain god all fucking night. And for fuck's sake, be careful when a stranger pushes a drink in your hand and you don't know where it fucking came from."

That was just begging for trouble.

"Find a drink you like and fucking stick with it," he advised. "Change it up when you can but if you find something you like, you'll know how many you can drink without taking off your pants, putting a lampshade on your head and singing off tune fucking karaoke. For today, we're going to try and demonstrate the effects of what too much drinking can do to you in everyday situations. Those of you that stayed last week--" Big giant nerds. "--you get to wear beer goggles. Put them on and keep them on for the entire fucking class period. Talk to at least one other fucking person in the class with the beer goggles on. This can be easily solved during the class activity portion. Doesn't have to be a meaningful conversation, just has to be a conversation. For those of you that left class last week, you get to wear this.

Oh, that shirt was just so fugly, Loki couldn't even stand it.

"I wish I could actually give you guys alcohol but that'd probably get my ass fired," he said. "So, after you've got your beer goggles and t-shirts on, pair up and talk about your experiences with alcohol. I don't care if you have no experience, a lot of experience or something in between. Chat about it with a partner while you're wearing your awesome fucking accessories. Get to it."

There was one amused angel at the front of the room, oh yes.

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"I go to the salle and beat up the dummies," she said, looking up, "or I go to the beach and cut waves. I stay away from people and things that're important until it goes away."

If there was anything she didn't want to do, it was be violent with people. She didn't want to harm anyone. It was the one thing she clung to, the one standard she would uphold.

"But just being angry, that doesn't lead... Down or anything. That's what I wanted to make sure about."

"Just being angry doesn't lead you anywhere but probably to a better state of mind once you've gotten it out." Loki was no philosopher but he did believe this. "If you keep it inside, you're going to give yourself a fucking stroke. It needs to get out as long as you control it, yeah."

Again, there was relief. She'd still make an effort not to be a bother to the empaths on the island, as much because she didn't like people picking up her emotions as to save them a headache, but the fear that'd been there at feeling as if the only fully functioning emotion she had left would lead to something Bad was gone. If anyone would know, it'd be Loki.

"Thanks. Cool."

She was still going to ask Professor Ghanima about focusing it better, but this was good for the moment.

"No problem," he said, giving her a nod. "It sounds like you have outlets and really, that's what you need. I tend to scream."

"That's what I used to do," she admitted with a little grin as she stood up again, "into my pillow so my Gr--Mother didn't realize how much she'd upset me."

Of course, her anger and frustration hadn't seemed quite so bad then. She'd never had the same kind of towering rage that she felt now.

"It's an oldie but a goodie," he said, nodding. "Glad I could help, in a small way, at least."

She turned her head to look at the door before throwing off a little wave.

"I'll see you in class next week. Don't want to take up more of your time. But, um, thanks, like I said."

Then the operative word was 'fleeing' but it was done with some satisfaction in the bouncing gait.

"See you next week," he said, waving her off.

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