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Kitty Pryde-Barton ([personal profile] throughaphase) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2014-01-05 10:23 pm
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Self-Expression- Monday- 4th period

Kitty started out class by sitting on top of her desk until everyone who was going to show had filed into the classroom, at which point she got up to close the door.

"Hopefully that's everybody," she greeted them, and smiled. "I'm Kitty Pryde, and this is Self-Expression. Which, in case you don't know, is how you manage to get across to other people who you are and what you think. And it's hard enough when you're a teenager to figure out who you are in the first place, let alone what you want to put out there for the rest of the world, or in some cases how to say what you want without putting your foot in it. Then you throw in self-consciousness and the occasional cultural thing that prevents you from saying or doing things... So the point of this class is to try and help you get through that, taught by someone who probably could have used more of a filter when it came to this stuff."

At least she had some insight on herself at the grand old age of twenty-one.

"Today we're going to go ahead and be cliche, and we're going to go around the room and do introductions. I want to know who you are, where you're from, and why you're taking this class. Let's start with you there."

Re: Introductions

[identity profile] nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com 2014-01-06 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Eleanor Lamb," she said, when it came to her turn. "I'm from Rapture, which was a city settled the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean."

She waited for any raised eyebrows before continuing.

"I have trouble expressing myself," she said. Or having the opportunity to do so, really. "I tend to keep it in, and then it comes out as rage."

It hadn't escaped her that she had enjoyed setting Splicers on fire a little too much.

Re: Introductions

[identity profile] nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com 2014-01-07 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Eleanor bit her lip. "Sorry," she said. "I hope that isn't too serious, for the first day."

She still didn't understand the bizarre and arcane rules about social interaction. Possibly because she'd spent most of her life alone.