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fandomhigh2010-05-11 02:27 pm
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Breaking the Glass Ceiling, Tuesday
The woman whose boots tapped firmly against the floor as she entered, moved with a more than obvious confidence. Her long red hair had been pulled into a loose ponytail, and her clothes were utilitarian, showing fairly little.
"My name is Lieutenant Sarah Kerrigan," she began. "Or rather, that's what it once was. I served as a lieutenant, yes-- in a group called the Sons of Korhal. They treated me like I was invaluable. Something special. And I did my job pretty well."
She stopped moving in front of the desk, and leaned on it with her hands. "Then one day, as it turned out, a dead pretty young female lieutenant is a good martyr for the cause. I was suddenly more than expendable." Beat. "Lucky for me I'm a little hard to expend. And I'm a little more important currency these days."
She pulled away from the desk. "I'm not interested in why you joined this class," she continued. "I'm not interested in what year you're from, or what your favorite meal is. I'm sure somebody's going to wind up asking you these questions this week, but I won't. All I want is your name, and what you plan to be. Take that as esoterically or as practically as you'd like."
"The truth is, life isn't fair, and I'm sure that's not news to most of you. Unless you're from a very specific subset of life, you're going to wind up expendable, or worse. People are going to try to keep you where you'll be useful to them - until you're not. What we're going to be working on these next few weeks is making you useful to yourselves."
In a manner of speaking. They'd find themselves useful to Kerrigan, too.
"Which is why what we want from the future is the first and last thing we need to know about ourselves. Or you're going to wind up just another chess piece with only two squares to move to. Talk."
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"My name is Lieutenant Sarah Kerrigan," she began. "Or rather, that's what it once was. I served as a lieutenant, yes-- in a group called the Sons of Korhal. They treated me like I was invaluable. Something special. And I did my job pretty well."
She stopped moving in front of the desk, and leaned on it with her hands. "Then one day, as it turned out, a dead pretty young female lieutenant is a good martyr for the cause. I was suddenly more than expendable." Beat. "Lucky for me I'm a little hard to expend. And I'm a little more important currency these days."
She pulled away from the desk. "I'm not interested in why you joined this class," she continued. "I'm not interested in what year you're from, or what your favorite meal is. I'm sure somebody's going to wind up asking you these questions this week, but I won't. All I want is your name, and what you plan to be. Take that as esoterically or as practically as you'd like."
"The truth is, life isn't fair, and I'm sure that's not news to most of you. Unless you're from a very specific subset of life, you're going to wind up expendable, or worse. People are going to try to keep you where you'll be useful to them - until you're not. What we're going to be working on these next few weeks is making you useful to yourselves."
In a manner of speaking. They'd find themselves useful to Kerrigan, too.
"Which is why what we want from the future is the first and last thing we need to know about ourselves. Or you're going to wind up just another chess piece with only two squares to move to. Talk."
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She was pretending it was normal. Really. Totally normal to have feathers stuck to her, and corn syrup in her hair, and saw dust and Jell-o added to the mix.
Other than that she was thoughtful. At the teacher. At the class.
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Emma was perfectly calm, collected, and bored on the outside, but she allowed herself to feel slightly optimistic in the well-shielded privacy of her own head. She knew, intellectually, that it wasn't going to be the same person, but Emma was still hoping that they'd be similar enough to make this class enjoyable instead of just practical.
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Rinoa chided herself gently for thinking that. She had agreed, after all. And yet ...
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Lieutenant Kerrigan was magnificent.
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"Awesome." Which wasn't as stupid as it sounded. "Useful. Able to protect the people I care 'bout and not be a liability."
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That covered most of it, really.
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... As much as usual.
//And I'd settle for bein' comfortable in my own skin.//
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"I'd like ... to be a good Sorceress. One who uses her powers to help."
The answer was worrisome in how true it felt.
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