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[nothalfplaid]

Cacti Plaid, Half-Orc Barbarian Librarian is going on an adventure, apparently.

[Warded to Hazel Heathcliff Cash Private]

It turns out adults can definitely be mimicked too. The night of the blizzard, I talked to a fake version of my dad. I should have known. It's not like I have pleasant conversations with my real dad. It's not like he ever gives me any kind of choice about anything. Wishful thinking is for idiots. So clearly, I'm just a fucking idiot. Can't leave this shitty school, so I may as well really lean into that. What other dumb shit can we do. We're all probably going to die anyway. UGH. So fucking stupid! [Angry scribbling]

[Cash]

So, it turns out our thought exercise was irrelevant after all.

[Charlotte]

Feel like raising a little hell?

Comments

Fern/Cash

[longcons]

[...] Motherfucker.

Fern/Cash

[nothalfplaid]

Spot on copy too. Except for being less of a dick.

Fern/Cash

[longcons]

A dead giveaway. [...] You spoke to him about it?

Fern/Cash

[nothalfplaid]

Yes. He said the faculty doesn't know anything we don't know. MACUSA is keeping them in the dark too. When Vector and Bloom push, they close ranks. Could be he's lying, but I feel like he's genuinely pissed at them, and I'm an expert in all shades of Joe Mufferaw anger.

[...] He said we wouldn't have come back if he didn't think it was safe. Idiot, right?

Fern/Cash

[longcons]

[... ... ...] Hm. Disconcerting.

I didn't know your dad was an optimist.

Fern/Cash

[nothalfplaid]

Yeah.

I guess asshole and optimist aren't mutually exclusive.

Fern/Cash

[longcons]

No, but what an unfortunate combination.

[...] I'm inclined to trust the staff over the agents. Or I was. Your dad's not helping his case. Although,

Fern/Cash

[nothalfplaid]

True.

I'm inclined to trust no one, but I guess we have to play the game of who's least shady.