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fandomhigh2013-06-17 11:03 am
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Practical Philosophy, Monday
The weather had improved, at least in terms of temperature, and the clouds overhead didn't look like they were going to burst. So Ender had directed his class to the lawn again, where he sat in the grass with the bag of sandwiches by his side.
"So," he said, "How do you feel about the future now?"
That was all.
"So," he said, "How do you feel about the future now?"
That was all.

Before Class
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Maybe a tiny bit avoiding. Because. For reasons.
SHUT UP.
Sign In
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Talk.
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Being that she'd been two lifetimes down the line.
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And that was mostly true. She was a little bothered she wasn't a famous artist, but mentioning that would feel like whining.
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What terrible things, she couldn't remember, but that feeling of sick betrayal still lingered.
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Watch Emily. Watch Emily grin.
Talk to the TA
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Talk to the Teacher
OOC