Sarah Sabastian (
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skymuffins2011-07-30 09:21 pm
[Sept. 1/11] The Dining Hall, Early Evening
Supper at Thrones Academy was always quieter at the end of the year.
At the very beginning of the year, it was different. Older students found their tables—some claimed in years past, others rearranging themselves to suit how friendships had changed over the course of the two month long holiday all returning students had endured—while the newest class, the ninth graders, congregated at the tables set up for them. In the weeks that followed they would realize that they were allowed to move to other tables. And they would realize that no one wished them to do so.
For now, they were thoroughly engrossed in talking to those of their year and the rest of the grades were varying degrees of relieved about it. The new kids did not notice the way that the Headmistress, Lenore Aubrey, did not at them even once for all that their tables were closest to her.
The older students knew why.
At the very beginning of the year, it was different. Older students found their tables—some claimed in years past, others rearranging themselves to suit how friendships had changed over the course of the two month long holiday all returning students had endured—while the newest class, the ninth graders, congregated at the tables set up for them. In the weeks that followed they would realize that they were allowed to move to other tables. And they would realize that no one wished them to do so.
For now, they were thoroughly engrossed in talking to those of their year and the rest of the grades were varying degrees of relieved about it. The new kids did not notice the way that the Headmistress, Lenore Aubrey, did not at them even once for all that their tables were closest to her.
The older students knew why.

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There weren't many of those about. Not at all.
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Not when they were the only ones left.
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She was mostly even joking!
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She couldn't help thinking of the logistics of it!
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"I'm afraid I can't sign off on such a plan," she said, a touch regretfully. "Morals, you understand."
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This probably had something to do with the fact that she'd met Raph.
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"But think of the children, Cass!"
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She contemplated that.
"Remind me to have Casey keep an eye on Raph's closet, for that matter."
Cassidy's faith in Raph: very little.
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And... not completely sane. Alex still hadn't decided just how much of that could be attributed to Raph, and how much was a result of him picking up on the grief and terror and mental scarring of the firsties right around their... thing... and the handful of survivors directly after.
At least there weren't any survivors for him to cope with this year?
Really shitty silver lining, there.
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And pain. Which Cassidy was pretty much obligated to deal with in some capacity.
"It's good, too, that none of us are alone." Her gaze drifted to Sorrow and then away. Cassidy would always be glad that it had not been her who'd had to endure that.
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"Hopefully it'll stay that way, huh? At the risk of sounding all mushy, I don't think there's any reason why anyone should be alone." She made a reach for another bun. "We were all people before the stupid rocks, too."
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Her smile didn't quite touch her eyes.
"Still..."
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Alex wasn't going to argue about it. Wasn't going to point out just how hard it had been for so many from their own class to go through with it. And how that had tuned out.
"Made a decision this year," she added, conversationally. "Going to change my focus this year, swap a bunch of my optional classes. Maybe take extra sciences. I mean, people still don't know why some years are so much worse than others, right?"
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"Yeah. I mean, I can take all the physical education classes I want around here. The gym teachers love me, and I can kick anyone's ass at tennis. But tennis is just... Tennis."
Which seemed kind of stupid, when they were watching kids die in droves each year.
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"I should have," she agreed, nodding a little. "But it isn't like we've graduated yet. Have any suggestions for me now?"
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"A few," Cassidy said, mulling that over. "I'll have to check my books though. They're more geared for--dealing with things rather than trying to find out new things but there'll be some information there and the library will have more."
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"I'd appreciate it. I mean, I know the H.A.H. has access to a lot of books that aren't just floating around the library, and vice-versa..."
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Not to Alexis, anyway.
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"I know I'm not really in the top pick list for the H.A.H.," she noted, casually, "but if any good comes out of this, I'd say you guys are the ones who are going to be able to appreciate it the most, right away. It isn't like the firsties know any better."
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