Jono Starsmore (
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fandomhigh2018-07-06 07:01 am
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Brooding for Dummies, Friday, Period 2
When students came into the classroom today, they'd find their teacher, a somewhat gaunt man dressed in too much black leather for the weather with flame gouting from his face and chest, leaning back against the desk, arms crossed in front of him, glowering somewhat toward the doorway. Possibly at them. Maybe not.
//At least I didn't have to get up early for this,// he said, once it looked like the last of his students had settled in. //I'm Jonothon Starsmore, and welcome to...// There was a pause, there, where he would have liked to put a sigh, if only he was able, //... Brooding for Dummies.//
The one upside to only being able to speak telepathically was that it was very easy to put as much disgust and annoyance into those three words as Jono pleased.
//Where apparently I'm supposed to teach you all how to look tragic or something.// He threw up his hands in a gesture of frustrated surrender. //Unfortunately, since th'school board won't let me light all your faces on fire to get that bit out of the way, and apparently since they believe sign-ups mean there's a clear interest in brooding as a practical skill, I've been informed I have to actually teach this. They've provided a syllabus I need to follow and everything. So, today, introductions. Name, how you prefer to brood, and why the hell you took this bloody class.//
Why were you doing this to him, kids? Why?
//And then, I don't know, sit around and demonstrate your brooding techniques for the class. We'll critique your form or something.//
What was his life?
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//At least I didn't have to get up early for this,// he said, once it looked like the last of his students had settled in. //I'm Jonothon Starsmore, and welcome to...// There was a pause, there, where he would have liked to put a sigh, if only he was able, //... Brooding for Dummies.//
The one upside to only being able to speak telepathically was that it was very easy to put as much disgust and annoyance into those three words as Jono pleased.
//Where apparently I'm supposed to teach you all how to look tragic or something.// He threw up his hands in a gesture of frustrated surrender. //Unfortunately, since th'school board won't let me light all your faces on fire to get that bit out of the way, and apparently since they believe sign-ups mean there's a clear interest in brooding as a practical skill, I've been informed I have to actually teach this. They've provided a syllabus I need to follow and everything. So, today, introductions. Name, how you prefer to brood, and why the hell you took this bloody class.//
Why were you doing this to him, kids? Why?
//And then, I don't know, sit around and demonstrate your brooding techniques for the class. We'll critique your form or something.//
What was his life?
[OOC: Open!]

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Astrid's level of incredulous could almost give Jono's a run for the money, especially as it was evidently clear that this girl did not need lesson in brooding.
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Er, that was, name, favourite way to brood, and what possessed you to even sign up for this. Go!
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"I'm Astrid," she offered. "I guess I like to brood on the roof or the beach. And I'm pretty sure my mom just picked this class out for me."
Getting in her petty little jabs about Astrid's attitude all the way from the other side of the country, all the way from behind bars. Yeah, thanks, Mom.
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Look, the drive to Jupiter got old really fast, okay?
"And I have no idea why I'm in this class. I kind of assumed it was a joke and we'd maybe listen to music or something instead."
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Dammit, Tip. You were one of the reasons Jono was stuck with this.
//I'm going to try to at least work some self-care into this class if it kills me,// he offered. //And yes, of course there'll be a class about music.//
Because... Jono. She'd met Jono before.
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The not brooding part might not be true, but it was more a lack of self awareness than lying. Breq didn't want her employer to think she wasn't interested though, so she added:
"It might be helpful though." Here she finally remembered to smile.
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//... Helpful for what?//
Jono really couldn't think of anything. Such was the plight of a natural-born brooder.
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It was true enough.
"And I thought this class would be amusing."
Sorry not sorry, Jono.
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//Well... at least you're honest about it,// Jono replied, rolling his eyes toward the ceiling. //Thank you for that, Rufus.//
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When you were standing around on fire, 'weird' kind of became relative.
//Looking for privacy's not a bad starting point for brooding, at least.//
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God, it was weird to have a tiny baby Bobby in his classroom. He'd basically gone through high school alongside one and basically wanted to strangle another, after all.
//We can both be baffled about this class together, mate.//
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Jono will sit back and quietly mutter psionically the whole time! It'll be good for you!
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She stood up, grabbed her bag, and slung it over her shoulder. "Sorry," she said. "I brood alone."
And just left.
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Now if he could just get the rest of his students to walk out, too...
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