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Ethics [Thursday, December 2, 2nd period]

Anakin came into the classroom and shook a small pile of powdered sugar from his robe. Fandom weather was enough to make you sigh some days.

"This semester we've covered six of the seven deadly sins," Anakin began, listing them off on his fingers, "lust, gluttony, greed, wrath, envy, and pride. That leaves us with sloth." He gave the class a brief smile. "Though gluttony might have been more appropriate to discuss right after Thanksgiving, where the tradition seems to be to eat until you burst. Regardless, sloth was originally described as 'an uneasiness of the mind'," he continued. "Apathy. Melancholy. Joylessness. And importantly, the decision not to do anything about it."

He leaned back against his desk. "The modern view understands that the mind is more complicated than that and sometimes it is impossible to will yourself not to be sad. Instead, this sin now focuses on the failure to utilize your talents and gifts." He glanced around the room. "In a school filled with as many talented beings as this one, I think it would be almost criminal to not live up to the potential each of you has. Today, pair up and talk about what your plans for the future are, and how the classes you've taken and the people you've met here will help you in your greater life goals."

You know, a really easy subject.

"Oh, and Mister Starsmore, please see me after class."

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Which basically boils down to "what are you going to be when you grow up?"

This was one of those things that Cassidy thought about constantly. Therefore, she was writing notes as she looked around for a partner.

And Rosalind, on the other end of the equation, was fairly certain she had her life planned out for how it was going to go.

(And if she died when she was supposed to--well... )

"Cassidy, right?" She knew she was, but it was a good starting place. "Need a partner?"

Cassidy smiled and nodded. "And you're Rosalind, if I remember correctly?" She hoped so or else she was going to be really embarrassed. I"d love a partner."

"Rosalind," she confirmed, taking a seat by Cassidy. "Have you thought about this sort of thing before?"

Some people her age probably hadn't. It was a fair question.

"Only since the day I was born." She said with a slight shrug. "Well, not that early, but soon after I was aware of who and what I was," she said seriously. "Has this been something you've had to think of?"

"I did a few years ago," she said slowly, "but both less and moreso now."

That made total sense, Rosalind. What?

"Since the day you were born?"

Cassidy nodded, chewing on her bottom lip. Some people reacted to this badly and she didn't want to scare off her new partner.

"Where I'm from, I was born a Queen," she explained. "So, since I was old enough to understand, I've been taught what my duties and my responsibilities to my people and the Court I will one day form."

And to be perfectly honest? It had never occurred to her to even think of anything being different.

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It wasn't that Kennedy didn't know exactly what she wanted to be-- it was just that she couldn't just make it happen, and it really had nothing to do with growing up, since growing up made it less likely to happen.

Beyond that she didn't have the slightest freaking clue what she'd have picked as an alternate career, except that it sure as hell wasn't doing what her father did, so... hello, look of consternation on her face.

Zatanna saw the consternation, and decided to bond over it. Not because she didn't know what she wanted for her future, but because, well...she was a bit terrified of failure. Just a bit, yes.

On the other hand, she couldn't think of any other job than following the family way of public entertainment and crime fighting, even if she wasn't sure she wouldn't chicken out the next time something nasty happened on Fandom.

"Hey", said as she tried not to look equally worried about her future. "Tough question?"

"You could say that," answered Kennedy with a nod. "'What do you want to be when you grow up' is a little, um, it's not complicated enough."

Well that didn't make much sense in Zatanna's head. "Wait. How a question not being complicated enough makes it...more complicated? How does that work?"

"Right?" Kennedy asked with a faint note of complaint. "How is that even fair? It's just, I know what I want to be, but it's the growing up part that screws with everything, 'cause the job kinda has a sell-by date, if you know what I mean. At least, I'm pretty sure it does. The older I get, the less of a shot I have."

Oh, yeah. That'll clear the confusion right up. Good one, Kenn.

"It doesn't sound...logical. Mystical, perhaps?" She shrugged. "I want to be like my dad, so I guess it should be simple enough...but I don't know if I can be like my dad, you know what I mean?"

... Oh, wonderful. Future. One of the many things that Jonothon didn't want to dwell on too hard. Post-graduation, which was coming much too soon, was proving to be a frightening prospect.

Jono drummed his fingers on his knee and attempted his 'if I glare at people, they won't come to talk to me' strategy.

Sorry, not going to work on Elphaba. "Are you planning to be a musician?" she asked, sitting down near him.

//No,// Jono replied, barely missing a beat. His answer didn't require much thought, after all. He shook his head a little. //I can't, luv. It's a nice thought, but th'stage is... not a good place for th'likes of me.//

"Because your world would rather hunt you, of course," Elphaba remarked. "I'd almost forgotten, I'm sorry."

Jono shrugged a little.

//I'd be an easy enough target,// he noted, wryly. //But if things were different, I might. What about you? Have you got any big plans for after graduation?//

"Tending to my sister," Elphaba said. "While I'm sure Master Skywalker would tell me my possibilities are unlimited, I will probably be tending to Nessa when she attends Shiz University when she is old enough. Many venues are... closed to me, in Oz."

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The future. Planning for the future.

As a boy, he rarely made plans beyond the next heist. A few caches of clothes and coins throughout the city as forethought, but...

Then Arutha. Banishment from the Mockers. Appointed Squire. Court duties. James had a plan for his future now: the Duke of Krondor, right-hand man to the heir to the throne, running the second-largest city in the Kingdom. His home.

Fine. Talking to people. Whatever.

Since when was apathy a sin?

He shrugged at James. "So talk."

"Duke of Krondor. In charge of the second-most important city in the Kingdom," he stated as if of no importance. "Yours?"

Squall shrugged. "Soldier. Probably going to help save the world." It wasn't like he'd be allowed to get out of it, after all.

James flashed a grin, gone in an instant. "That is always the best goal. The world is an important place."

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