http://badnewsandwit.livejournal.com/ (![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
badnewsandwit.livejournal.com) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomhigh2012-01-03 10:08 am
badnewsandwit.livejournal.com) wrote in fandomhigh2012-01-03 10:08 am
Entry tags:
Polar Opposites, Tuesday
As the students grouped into the classroom for the first time, those familiar with Alistair and Morrigan's general modus operandi would have made note of the familiar twin expressions of distaste on their faces.
For Alistair, that had kind of become rote - the scowl in question was getting to be about as familiar as his favorite pair of leather trousers. "Good morning, and welcome to... this class." Ugh, the name. Was that really necessary? "I'm Alistair, of the Grey Wardens, and this is Morrigan. We're glad to see you lot. It's going to be an excellent semester, I'm sure."
Someday, the hatesex between these two was going to be epic
"We are here to teach you the fine art of debating or disagreeing with someone, without resorting to a sword in the gut," Morrigan said smoothly. "For instance, there is no reason a templar should stab a mage first, and ask questions later."
"Nor," Alistair said, "Is there any reason for a mage to turn a templar into a toad just because she happens to disagree with his opinion." This came out... not so smoothly. More catty, in the fashion of a fourteen-year-old boy.
You just keep on being excellent examples, Alistair and Morrigan.
Well, he WAS barely out of boy's breeches, at least from Morrigan's oh-so-informed opinion of being about a year his elder.
....this is what happens when the school board lets teenagers teach teenagers, people.
"Introductions are boring," Morrigan continued, as if Alistair hadn't said a word. "One topic you're passionate about, and your argument for or against it in one minute, or something along those lines. You. Start."
"Everyone else is of course allowed to discuss along," Alistair interrupted. "I mean. You don't have to be as taciturn as good old Morrigan over here..." Was that an emphasis on the word 'old'? Wasn't it? Mystery!
For Alistair, that had kind of become rote - the scowl in question was getting to be about as familiar as his favorite pair of leather trousers. "Good morning, and welcome to... this class." Ugh, the name. Was that really necessary? "I'm Alistair, of the Grey Wardens, and this is Morrigan. We're glad to see you lot. It's going to be an excellent semester, I'm sure."
"We are here to teach you the fine art of debating or disagreeing with someone, without resorting to a sword in the gut," Morrigan said smoothly. "For instance, there is no reason a templar should stab a mage first, and ask questions later."
"Nor," Alistair said, "Is there any reason for a mage to turn a templar into a toad just because she happens to disagree with his opinion." This came out... not so smoothly. More catty, in the fashion of a fourteen-year-old boy.
You just keep on being excellent examples, Alistair and Morrigan.
Well, he WAS barely out of boy's breeches, at least from Morrigan's oh-so-informed opinion of being about a year his elder.
....this is what happens when the school board lets teenagers teach teenagers, people.
"Introductions are boring," Morrigan continued, as if Alistair hadn't said a word. "One topic you're passionate about, and your argument for or against it in one minute, or something along those lines. You. Start."
"Everyone else is of course allowed to discuss along," Alistair interrupted. "I mean. You don't have to be as taciturn as good old Morrigan over here..." Was that an emphasis on the word 'old'? Wasn't it? Mystery!
Re: Introductions!
"I think it's bogus that some people think cheerleading isn't a sport," she said. "I did it on a nationally competitive squad for two years and we worked way harder than some of the other sports teams in terms of practicing. Cheer includes elements of high-end dance and gymnastics. You have to smile when you're doing it even if it hurts like a bitch. It teaches dedication and perseverance. If it's not a sport just because girls do it and there isn't a ball involved, that's just crazy sexist. Real cheering is way more than bouncing around in a short skirt." She twirled her pen. "Not that the short skirts are bad."
Re: Introductions!
"What is cheerleading?" Alistair asked.
Beat.
"Besides the leading of cheer. A bit of cheer can't be too bad. I'm actually distantly fond of cheer..."
Re: Introductions!
Re: Introductions!