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004 Hope Estheim - [Action]
[Hope is having a good time keeping up with all his book heavy classes. And by that? I mean he's sitting with a take-out cup of tea at a table in the cafeteria two sets of books infront of him. His pad is lying open with his pen alternating between his right hand and his mouth and the page of course.
He sips the tea and rubs his eye. How long had he been here again? Yet he could not make Global Stratification exciting to him. The definitions the applications and everything about it was just not getting him interested like the other subjects. The system of inequalities between the countries of this world weren't really capturing his attention. But, compared to the Physics and Biology books on his table, it was more interesting.
Book subjects? Why did he take so many book heavy subjects. He drops his pen and puts his head on his paper. He takes a couple of deep breaths before sitting up to look at the door. It was warm outside... he thinks longingly.
However, Hope didn't realise that putting your head on wet ink is a bad idea. He now has upside down notes written on his forehead.]
He sips the tea and rubs his eye. How long had he been here again? Yet he could not make Global Stratification exciting to him. The definitions the applications and everything about it was just not getting him interested like the other subjects. The system of inequalities between the countries of this world weren't really capturing his attention. But, compared to the Physics and Biology books on his table, it was more interesting.
Book subjects? Why did he take so many book heavy subjects. He drops his pen and puts his head on his paper. He takes a couple of deep breaths before sitting up to look at the door. It was warm outside... he thinks longingly.
However, Hope didn't realise that putting your head on wet ink is a bad idea. He now has upside down notes written on his forehead.]
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Why not take a break then? Go shoot some shit, come back, and wrap that up? Bet that'll clear your mind.
no subject
[He stretches.]
The native people here... they don't like people who can use actual magic rather than the para-magic. I use the real magic.
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You know, you can always fight things the old fashioned way.
Bet you'd look pretty normal doin' that.
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I'm not that cut out for physical fighting. The others got most of that talent.
[The Snow Giant, The Flash of Lightning, Fang's double Fanged stick!]
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[Hope gets an actual eyeroll now.]
How about guns?
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[He said it as if this ended the debate on the matter as Lightnings word ends all.]
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You're shit outta luck then.
[He stands, picks up his stuff, and starts walking away, but he pauses about two steps later. Zephyr balances his tray in one hand and points at his forehead.]
By the way, you missed a spot.
[Whether or not he's joking... Well, Zephyr'll let Hope figure that one out himself.]