Eben Sosna
October 08, 2023 2:39 PM
Decisions, decisions (in the Library) by Eben Sosna
The table was covered in pamphlets, and for a moment, Eben almost wanted to laugh. This, apparently, was a scene from which there was no possible escape. He had come to a school which fueled the world’s largest real conspiracy and which somehow also simultaneously still used torches and tapers for illumination, but pamphlets about the future were apparently a universal constant.Over the years, he had, of course, picked up ideas about what adult wizards did to support themselves. A book here, a half-overheard conversation about someone’s parents there, and so on and so forth. He’d also assumed there was a lot he didn’t know, both because nobody could know everything and because, well, look how deep this thing went! There had to be systems dedicated to maintaining the masquerade that he couldn’t even imagine, even though he had spent a lot of time trying to puzzle out how it possibly continued to work even with the utterly creepy existence of Memory Charms in play. Even so, though – it was a little overwhelming, looking at the pamphlets and seeing just how many ways to be a wizard there were, and – more than anything – thinking about the implication that this really might be the only chance he got to decide what to be for the rest of his natural life.
And my brother thinks he’s got problems...at least the SAT doesn’t actually decide what you’re even eligible to look at, forever. Just which schools. Is there, like, wizarding community college so you can get extra CATS after you graduate from school, if you screw up and don’t make good decisions the first time, and figure out you hate all the jobs you started getting qualified for when you were fifteen?
"Too much information," he muttered to himself, not noticing that someone had drifted nearby while he was thinking.
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Xavier Lundstrom
October 08, 2023 6:35 PM
They're a pain by Xavier Lundstrom
"I didn't think Aladrens believed there was such a thing," Xavier quipped as he passed Eben's table and heard his remark. He leaned over to see what subject had caused the fifth year to complain. "Ohh. They gave you The Pamphlets," he said, his tone shifting immediately. "My condolensces."
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Eben Sosna
October 08, 2023 9:25 PM
Almost literally sometimes. by Eben Sosna
Eben had been in classes with Xavier Lundstrom more often than not in the past five years, since they were only a year apart, but he didn’t know the guy all that well. He classified Xavier as “the moody-broody guy from Pecari” and, more recently, as “the guy who disappeared for a while last year.” It was, therefore, a bit of a surprise to hear him make a joke, especially out of a clear blue sky, but it was hard to admit he did...kind of have a point. And it was kind of funny.“Ha, thanks,” he said in response to the condolences. It didn’t make much sense, but just having their… whatever-it-was-ness acknowledged by someone else did make him feel a little better – a little less like he was being unreasonable here. How, exactly, he (who had remained committed to his belief in his own sanity for his entire childhood when he saw ghosts at abandoned convenience stores sometimes and nobody else did) had come to worry about being unreasonable, he wasn’t sure, but that was Psychology for you, he guessed. Unless, of course, Psychology was just a scam created by the wizard brain waves all over the world….
“These things might as well be in Greek half the time. None of my family’s magic, so. Though I don’t know if that’s even the entire problem. I’m pretty sure the Pamphlets at home...I mean, they might make more sense than this, but I’m pretty sure they don’t make that much sense, either.” He considered this statement after making it and acknowledged, “and that made no sense, did it? You’re in sixth year now, right? How realistic is just...taking everything, just in case?”
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Xavier Lundstrom
October 08, 2023 11:46 PM
Often by Xavier Lundstrom
"Same." Xavier nodded in Muggleborn solidarity. He felt like ideas of careers had been somewhat clearer back home. He'd had ideas of being a firefighter, a chef, a pro skater... Perhaps none of them very realistic but he'd had ideas. Though maybe once you got to serious 'sort your life out' leaflets rather than childish daydreams, it was just as bad in both worlds. "No, it does," he reassured Eben when he worried he wasn't making sense.Then Eben asked his opinion. He chewed over his own lack of advice, wondering how brutally honest to be.
"Well, my magic is fundamentally, medically screwed up, and I missed my exams because of an accidental overdose on my meds." He was pretty sure he'd heard the words 'suicide attempt' being whispered behind him. Not talking about it just made a void for rumours to fill. Putting the... Ninetyish percent accurate version into the world might help. "So, I'm probably the last person you should go to for advice on your future." The irony of which did not escape him.
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