Sex And Candy, Wednesday, Second Period

[steel-not-glass.livejournal.com]

Cindy had left a note on the classroom door telling the students to head up to the Danger Shop. As the students arrived, they would see that it had been programmed to look like a beautiful garden. A closer examination would show that everything in the garden was edible--more than simply edible, even. Much of it was candy. Spun-sugar flowers decorated the path. The bark of the trees might be made of candied peppermint, or peanut brittle, or simple chocolate. Even the 'dirt' was made of crumbled cookie pieces, with gummy worms burrowing through. Colorful rocks were little pieces of hard candy and the weeping willow dangled branches of thin caramel over the path. The apple tree was growing candy apples, of every different variety, and the tiny lemon tree gushed lemonade when the bark was cut.

Today, class was held in a garden full of moddable candy and treats.

A really sharp observer might notice that there was no sign of Cindy.

[Please wait for OCD up]

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Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[trigons_child]

Raven tensed at Cindy's entrance, but relaxed when she saw it was only their teacher. She took a seat obediently, and when it came to be her turn, she said, "My name is Raven, and I will be a senior this fall. I am unfamiliar with fairy tales, though I have studied mythology in the past."

Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[steel-not-glass.livejournal.com]

"All right," Cindy said easily. "We can work with that. Myths and fairy tales are among the same family--next week, in fact, we'll be discussing the difference between different types of stories: myths, fables, legends, that sort of thing."

She gave Raven a smile and said, "What's your favorite myth, then, and why?"

Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[trigons_child]

"I am not certain I have a favorite," Raven admitted, "though I enjoy reading about creation myths of different cultures."

And she had a fondness for gods and goddesses of peace and healing, of course.

Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[steel-not-glass.livejournal.com]

"Why?" Cindy pressed. She wasn't questioning Raven's choices, simply trying to get at the reasons behind those choices. "What about them draws your interest?"

Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[trigons_child]

"Because it is the opposite of destruction," Raven explained. "And that is what I wish to stand for myself."

Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[steel-not-glass.livejournal.com]

That was an interesting answer. Cindy nodded.

"Do you wish to be an agent of creation, then?" she asked. "Or one that opposes destruction? They're similar, but not exactly the same."

Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[trigons_child]

"I am a healer," Raven said, thinking that over. "I think it would be opposition to destruction and harm, rather than creation itself, that I would wish to be."

Re: 15 Minutes Later...

[steel-not-glass.livejournal.com]

"Then I'll look through our lessons and the stories that we'll be discussing and see if I can't find some that might be helpful for you," Cindy said. "Or, at least, I think you'll enjoy. Thank you, Raven."