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Attitude: Deal With It, Friday, Period 2

"Yo, Rookies! Today, we're gonna talk about a topic that's near an' dear to my heart, yo. We're gonna talk about rules." See, that wasn't so bad, was it? "And breakin' 'em."

Ah.

"The thing about honin' your attitude is that you gotta figure out just when the rules you're lookin' at are friggin' ridiculous, yo. Do this? Don't do that? Okay, that's cool. But what harm is there in chewin' bubblegum in the classroom? An' why the hell should anyone care if you're sittin' around in the mall for a few hours doin' nothin', just so long as you ain't hurtin' nobody? An' why you gotta have short, naturally-colored hair to get a job out there? Who the hell are those tattoos an' piercings even hurtin', anyhow?"

Yeah, Reno was totally the type to loiter, with his long hair and pierced ears and tattooed face. But he usually did so while well-armed, and nobody generally bothered him as a result.

"Today, we're gonna talk about different rules you've seen around that just don't make no friggin' sense to you, and you're gonna tell me how you think doin' those things ain't hurtin' nobody, and just how you plan on goin' about breakin' it. An' if anybody sees a reason why the rule you wanna break is valid, they're gonna go right ahead and tell you why, yo. This class is about separatin' the rules from the guidelines, but if someone's gonna legitimately get hurt over this shit, I ain't havin' none of that, yo."

Reno was a real sweetheart when he wanted to be. So there.

[OOC: OCD is up, classtime is now!]

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Like a rebel!

Yes, you are encouraged to chew bubblegum in class today. Reno might have even left a stick of gum on each desk. Because he's nice like that.

What rules have you seen about that you think are just plain stupid?

This can be anything from how certain places expect you to dress a certain way, right on to the absolutely ludicrous, like how in Morrisville, Pennsylvania, women are required a permit to wear cosmetics.

And the rest of you! If you can come up with a reason to ~~be a goody-two-shoes~~ actually follow those rules, have at 'em! Let them know just what the law that says that you can't lend your vacuum cleaner to your neighbour in Denver is upholding! And other such things!

Who used to make a living upholding the rules by breaking them however he saw fit.

It was an awesome living, shut up.

Only mostly copy-pasted from the last time Reno taught this class.

Look, I woke up to a surprise baby finch after scouring the cage a week ago in search of eggs. I'M GONNA BE A SLACKER.

Astrid Magnussen

Astrid, already a rule-breaker who hadn't been to one of her workshops in two weeks, only managed to avoid rolling her eyes thanks to her sheer intrigue on how someone like Paris would respond to a subject like this. She'd bet all the gum in the world that the looks on her classmate's face would be way more interesting than anything coming out of Reno's mouth right now.

Of course, the rules Astrid was breaking were reactionary; she was almost entirely a rule follower unless she was reacting to something she didn't like, so when it came time to discuss the matter, she just sort of shrugged.

"I think that last part of it sort of summed it up," she offered. "If no one gets hurt, what's the big deal? Some people like structure, too, so it shouldn't be a big deal if you like following rules, either."

Jenkins.

Edited 2018-06-01 11:22 (UTC)

"Nah," Reno agreed easily. "There ain't no rule nowhere sayin' you gotta break rules, yo. But it can't hurt to know the difference between rules that gotta be follows, rules that can be bent a little, or rules that maybe you oughta consider outright breakin' anyway. Not all rules are even good."

Trust him, Astrid. He'd been black ops. He knew this intimately.

Well, Astrid didn't know about trusting anyone, but she definitely agreed.

"Everyone's got their own sets of rules, anyway," she added, "deep down. It's all so arbitrary, but some people need them. You just have to figure out which rules are worth breaking. And most of them aren't."

Reno was gonna resist making so-so hands.

"Depends who's makin' the rules," he shared. "You come from somewhere ugly enough, a lot of the rules get worth breakin', or what's livin' even for?"

Well, now, weren't they just getting philosophical over here? Astrid felt that this was the reason she typically didn't say much in classes, but, then again, there she was, still talking.

"A balance, then," she said, "because you break some rules, you end up somewhere worse than where you started."

Mother.

And to an extent, her, and she hadn't even broken any rules to get here.

"Plus, there's a ripple sometimes. Like a stone in the water. Breaking a rule doesn't always effect just you."

Reno felt himself nodding. Hey, kid was using her brain. She didn't have to agree with him for him to appreciate that much.

"Seen it happen," he allowed. "Seen it happen in a big way. Seen it go the other way, too, where followin' the rules got a lot of people hurt, though. That's where usin' your brain about them rules gets important."

Yeah, they weren't talking bubblegum in class anymore, were they?

No, they most certainly weren't. Still, Astrid had taken the piece of gum from the desk, nodding in agreement as she unwrapped it and put it in her mouth.

And that might have been it. She chewed, her mouth closed, of course, because that was a rule, too, wasn't it? Etiquette and politeness, a little thing that even her rebellious mother followed more often than not. It might have seemed that she was done, but, no, she was just waiting until the gum was chewed and soft enough.

Astrid leaned to the side a little as she took the gum out of her mouth and pressed it onto the underside of the desk. "See?" she said. "Ripples. I broke the rules, so now some poor janitor has to scrape that off. Or the next kid who sits here is going to get a nice brush with some ABC gum."

Sure, it wasn't boarding school or prison or genocide, but, hey, that's what metaphors were for, right?

Reno bit the inside of the cheek, looking faintly amused.

"I see you ain't met the school's janitor yet."

Maybe it was for the best she didn't know Fosse.

Somehow, Astrid managed to blanche an even paler shade of white.

No, she hadn't met the janitor yet, but no matter what he or she was like, she suddenly didn't want to, and, just like that, the gum was peeled off from the underside of the desk, neatly gathered back in its original wrapper.

Which wasn't to say anything about all the other pieces of gum that were already there, but at least now she didn't worry that she'd be made to scrape all the other stuff off after school or something.

"No," she admitted, "and I don't plan to yet."

"Smart," Reno agreed. "Big guy. Dunno if he's got a temper, but I wouldn't wanna find out."

He tilted his head a little.

"But hey, your point about repercussions stands, yo."

Rufus Shinra

"I like rules," Rufus said mildly.

That didn't mean he kept them, but he liked them. He got away with a lot of things by using the rules for his own purposes.

"If you wind up in a worse position wouldn't that imply that you broke the wrong rule?" Rufus asked easily.

He considered that.

"Or you were stupid enough to get caught and therefore deserve whatever punishment you get."

Reno didn't even bother trying to hide the snort he made at that.

"Oh yeah, I know it."

"Do you?" Rufus asked interestedly.

"Wouldn't you just love to have details?"

How Reno managed to say that in a purr and still not make it creepy was anybody's best guess.

It was still a little creepy.

Rufus looked bored. "If only so I don't repeat myself," he drawled.

"Which is exactly my point," Astrid responded. "Most rules aren't worth the trouble. Some are, but if you're going to break them, at least make sure you can without screwing everything up. And don't do it for stupid reasons, like ego or jealousy or pride."

"If you take away ego, jealousy, and pride, what would you say motivates people to break the rules?" Rufus asked.

Hey, half of Reno's purpose was to leave people vaguely unsettled whenever he could.

Even better if it was a tiny version of his former boss.

"I dunno, I think maybe I like leavin' you wonderin', yo."

"I have better things to do than waste time and effort wondering about the actions of another me," Rufus replied coolly.

Rufus trusted himself. He presumed that he'd gotten what he wanted, in another timeline.

"Then there ain't much point in askin' either, is there?"

Sorry, Rufus. Reno wasn't about to give you anything for free.

Maybe a pat on the head or something, at some point. Sure, he might lose his hand for it, but it'd be worth it.

He'd definitely lose his hand.

"You opened the floor to questions," he said, expression unchanged.

Reno hadn't even implied there was a deal to be found here. Rufus figured he was just jerking him around because he couldn't yank the chain of his actual boss.

Which, while irritating, was hardly unexpected.

"It's not as if I need you."

"Yeah, that don't break my heart none."

Reno shrugged. Rufus was welcome to make any assumption he liked. Maybe he'd mail the much older 'former boss' version of him something nice from Dite's just because he figured it was funny.

He could absolutely yank the chain of his actual boss. Or, well, he could if he had one.

"I don't waste time breaking hearts," Rufus noted.

He just had people killed. Much more efficient.

And wouldn't Reno love to see Rufus try to have him bumped off.

Could be a fun game, actually.

"Nah, I know that, too. Acceptable collateral damage is all that is if you do."

It could be, at that.

"There's more interesting things to break than hearts," Rufus said, smiling faintly.

Reno just snorted and shook his head, smiling a little himself.

"You don't even know the half of it yet."

And then he shrugged, grabbed a stick of gum, and popped it into his mouth.

"That's fine," Rufus said, and it really was fine.

He'd find out for himself and make it work.

That interested Rufus more than this conversation did, in any case.

Astrid's head tilted. "Are you saying those are the only things that motivate you to break the rules?"

"I'm saying that they're things that commonly motivate people to break the rules," he said smoothly. "And wondering what else you thought there was?"

"Something being common doesn't make it any less stupid," Astrid said, "so if you're going to break rules for stupid reason, you'd better hope the rules you're breaking are equally stupid. There's safety, security, sanity. A kid stealing bread because he's starving isn't stupid; that's survival. A kid stealing a video game to impress his friends or just to prove that he can, that's stupid."

"I wasn't inquiring about the inherent stupidity of any of the actions," Rufus said dryly.

But, like, sure. Okay, Astrid.

Astrid snorted, just faintly. "No," she agreed, "you weren't. But that wasn't the only thing I said, either."

Uma

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