Philosophies of Good & Evil, Tuesday

[suitably_heroic]

At the front of the class stood two figures. A man, hair short and dark, who looked to be somewhere between his mid 20s and his early 30s; he wore a black leather jacket and a Metallica t-shirt, and he eyed the class with a sense of bored disaffection. Beside him stood a blonde woman that could be anywhere from mid-30s to 40s, dressed in a green, tunic-length blouse and loose grey trousers, and smiling pleasantly.

Go on, class. Play ‘who’s the Sith and who’s the Jedi’. We dare you. (The woman's yellow eyes might give it away. If you were clued in to that sort of thing.)

“Hi,” Atton drawled. “My name is Atton Rand, and I’m a goody two-shoes who likes long, brooding walks on the beach, answering questions with really annoying riddles, and pretending meditation is a personality trait. Or, well, technically I’m just a Jedi Master, but you’d be surprised how many overlaps that Venn diagram has.”

Lana rolled her eyes. "And I'm Lana Beniko, a Sith Lord, who obviously enjoys torturing and killing people for fun, cackling maniacally, and taking over the universe in my spare time. Oh, and very large shoulder pads."

“They’re fashionable,” Atton said. “Somewhere. On the surface of the sun?”

"Some Sith would be better jettisoned into a sun," Lana admitted. "But it does make for very open architecture."

“Sometimes I daydream about jettisoning specific Jedi Masters I won’t name into the sun,” Atton sighed. “Anyway, this is the introduction class, so congratulations, today you get to slack off. Give us the basics. Name, class, where you’re from, how used you are to this kind of nonsense, yadda yadda…”

"And just for fun, define good and evil for us," Lana said. "In your own terms, but briefly." Look, she had to be a little evil.

“Like I said,” Atton said, faux-brightly. “Slack off, handle the softballs.”

Comments

Re: Talk to the Teachers

[unusual_sith]

Lana's more a leaning-against-the-desk type.

Re: Talk to the Teachers

[gospel_of_oblivion]

"So you are my 'faculty advisor,'" Illyana said, going up to Lana after class. "Does that mean you must be responsible, and we are not allowed to be petty and judge people together anymore?"

Re: Talk to the Teachers

[unusual_sith]

"Oh, Force no!" Lana made a face. "I'm pretty sure it means it's part of my job to make sure you judge people as effectively as possible. And now you're officially grown, I don't have to be responsible for anything you get up to. Except you know I'll be there to help if you need it."

She smiled. "I am glad you came back. Too many of my friends have gone."

Re: Talk to the Teachers

[gospel_of_oblivion]

"I do not know how I was supposed to go to a normal college after Fandom," Illyana laughed. "I do not think they take notes from my guardians, 'sorry Illyana missed a week of class, she was on Mars.'"

"They are normal schools, for normal students, and the rumblings of screening students for the mutant X gene is already starting to happen. They wouldn't take well to me being me on campus."

Re: Talk to the Teachers

[unusual_sith]

"A new form of bigotry?" Lana made a face. "Charming. Well, you know the island won't do that, and we'll understand the Mars thing. Or 'she was a plant'. And I don't have to try to convince you of all the island's oddities."

She shrugged. "Which leaves the question, is there anything I can do to help you settle back in?"

Re: Talk to the Teachers

[gospel_of_oblivion]

"I am living in Midnight Manor, which despite being a boarding house is a very different experience from the dorms," she replied, shrugging. "I'll admit, I didn't expect so few college students to enroll. It's a little weird, being in classes with students still in high school."

Re: Talk to the Teachers

[unusual_sith]

"None of that makes sense to me," Lana confessed. "I'd never had age-segregated classes until I came here. Still, there will probably be more older students as the school progresses. And meanwhile, you don't have to hide who you are."