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Seven Heavenly (And Proper) Virtues, Period #5, 7/24 [Temperance]
Maybe it was hypocritical to have a demon teaching a class about virtue. But since when had the administration cared about hypocrisy?
More importantly, Callie liked to use the class as a way to torment her students. If pressed by Her Royal Pinkness, Callie would remind her that demons were supposed to tempt, and that she always turned over offenders for detention.
It was entirely too fun to make mortals squirm.
So today, there was a long buffet table near her desk, one that was covered with a white sheet. She liked to build tension, okay?
"Good afternoon, class," Callie said brightly. "Today's virtue is known as temperance. Temperance is another word for moderation. It's important because temperance is what separates us from pure id. Temperance keeps us from being beasts, indulging whatever whim we'd like at a moment's notice. Humans have the ability to think, and it would be nice to see some of you using that ability now and then."
Any time now.
"Now, 'heavenly' is one of those religious claptraps that the Muggles are so fond of, but this class is teaching how those virtues also lead to one being proper. Someone who has control of his or her desires is a rational being; someone with no control is a beast. Otherwise you're just some shmo lying in the street, covered in your own filth, shoving food into your mouth and humping everything that walks by. Is that what you want?"
Really. Have a little class, students.
"So to illustrate this point, today I brought dessert." Callie whipped the sheet from the table to show a display of culinary delights: crème brûlée, chocolate-raspberry mousse cups, truffle tarts, German cake, tiramisu, mint-chocolate cheesecake, and so many otherfully moddable delectable looking treats.
She looked at the children thoughtfully. "Now, you did have lunch," she said sternly. "So I'd like to see some temperance from you. All of you must now come and have dessert, but only the proper amount that you think someone practicing moderation should allow themselves to indulge in. Remember, you're in control of your desires, aren't you?"
In other words, it was a trap. Take too much dessert, and you could be reported for unbecoming behavior. Refuse to take any, and you were failing to participate. So students would need to second-guess themselves and worry while taking as little as possible from the embarrassment of gourmet wonders.
"Lastly," she added, "I'm a demon, so I clearly can't help myself. I don't have a higher nature to appeal to, after all. So I'm going to eat whatever I like."
And probably make noises about how good the food was.
Callie loved being a teacher.
More importantly, Callie liked to use the class as a way to torment her students. If pressed by Her Royal Pinkness, Callie would remind her that demons were supposed to tempt, and that she always turned over offenders for detention.
It was entirely too fun to make mortals squirm.
So today, there was a long buffet table near her desk, one that was covered with a white sheet. She liked to build tension, okay?
"Good afternoon, class," Callie said brightly. "Today's virtue is known as temperance. Temperance is another word for moderation. It's important because temperance is what separates us from pure id. Temperance keeps us from being beasts, indulging whatever whim we'd like at a moment's notice. Humans have the ability to think, and it would be nice to see some of you using that ability now and then."
Any time now.
"Now, 'heavenly' is one of those religious claptraps that the Muggles are so fond of, but this class is teaching how those virtues also lead to one being proper. Someone who has control of his or her desires is a rational being; someone with no control is a beast. Otherwise you're just some shmo lying in the street, covered in your own filth, shoving food into your mouth and humping everything that walks by. Is that what you want?"
Really. Have a little class, students.
"So to illustrate this point, today I brought dessert." Callie whipped the sheet from the table to show a display of culinary delights: crème brûlée, chocolate-raspberry mousse cups, truffle tarts, German cake, tiramisu, mint-chocolate cheesecake, and so many other
She looked at the children thoughtfully. "Now, you did have lunch," she said sternly. "So I'd like to see some temperance from you. All of you must now come and have dessert, but only the proper amount that you think someone practicing moderation should allow themselves to indulge in. Remember, you're in control of your desires, aren't you?"
In other words, it was a trap. Take too much dessert, and you could be reported for unbecoming behavior. Refuse to take any, and you were failing to participate. So students would need to second-guess themselves and worry while taking as little as possible from the embarrassment of gourmet wonders.
"Lastly," she added, "I'm a demon, so I clearly can't help myself. I don't have a higher nature to appeal to, after all. So I'm going to eat whatever I like."
And probably make noises about how good the food was.
Callie loved being a teacher.
Talk to Callie - 7DS04
Again: demon.