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fandomhigh2024-11-13 10:41 am
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Morality of Action, Wednesday Afternoon
The first thing the students would see as they arrived was a small, grey cat. That cat seemed to radiate... disdain? Yes. Yes, that was absolutely disdain, radiating somehow even stronger than the woman the cat had clearly replaced.
It hopped up onto the desk. It radiated stronger still. And then--
"What the--"
... a dark-haired man in a white button-up, dark jeans and long fingerless gloves hit the ground behind the desk with rather a lot of noise. "Are you-- is this going to keep happening?!"
Ja-- Atton was going to file a complaint with the stupid moose.
He grabbed the desk and yoinked himself up. "You did this, didn't you, you insufferable, hateful scow," he snapped at the cat. "I should--" Probably remember that he was in front of a class. No? Yeah. "...Hi," he added, belatedly, tugged on his shirt (where was his jacket) and looked at the students. "I'm Atton Rand, I used to go to school here, and I'm not supposed to be here."
He cleared his throat. "Also don't know what her blind scowliness has been teaching you, and I don't care," he added. "Blah blah probably something about personal responsibility and wielding your power or whatever. Well, here's a new lesson: sometimes, it's not your responsibility to stick around and fix whatever the mess is. Sometimes your mental health is more important than the fate of the world, or the galaxy, or the guy next door. Because stressed, traumatized people make really bad decisions."
He rolled his shoulders and tugged on his glove and then tried to fix his hair while he was at it.
"So alongside whatever galaxy-saving or galaxy-conquering plans all of you have, you should also probably think about what your sanity line is," he said. "When is it time to tap out? For a while or forever? And how are you going to do that?"
There. Hard lessons taught!
Almost made him miss his class about bailing.
It hopped up onto the desk. It radiated stronger still. And then--
"What the--"
... a dark-haired man in a white button-up, dark jeans and long fingerless gloves hit the ground behind the desk with rather a lot of noise. "Are you-- is this going to keep happening?!"
Ja-- Atton was going to file a complaint with the stupid moose.
He grabbed the desk and yoinked himself up. "You did this, didn't you, you insufferable, hateful scow," he snapped at the cat. "I should--" Probably remember that he was in front of a class. No? Yeah. "...Hi," he added, belatedly, tugged on his shirt (where was his jacket) and looked at the students. "I'm Atton Rand, I used to go to school here, and I'm not supposed to be here."
He cleared his throat. "Also don't know what her blind scowliness has been teaching you, and I don't care," he added. "Blah blah probably something about personal responsibility and wielding your power or whatever. Well, here's a new lesson: sometimes, it's not your responsibility to stick around and fix whatever the mess is. Sometimes your mental health is more important than the fate of the world, or the galaxy, or the guy next door. Because stressed, traumatized people make really bad decisions."
He rolled his shoulders and tugged on his glove and then tried to fix his hair while he was at it.
"So alongside whatever galaxy-saving or galaxy-conquering plans all of you have, you should also probably think about what your sanity line is," he said. "When is it time to tap out? For a while or forever? And how are you going to do that?"
There. Hard lessons taught!
Almost made him miss his class about bailing.
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