Room 216, Tuesday evening

[voiceoverdue]

So class today had been a bit dull, what with it just being unknowable cryptography; I mean, Tuesday, right? Not terribly unexpected. Cecil had livened it up a bit by making his message to the future all about the wonders of Carlos.

Which meant that now he was pretty darn homesick. So he'd just be lying about, polishing his bloodstone circle and trying not to sigh too loudly.



[open door and post!]

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[voiceoverdue]

"Usually." Cecil nodded. "Well, unless the not-nice person is in a position of authority. Then unless you can get them out of it, they tend to just make everyone else miserable, too."

[pulseof_life]

"Do you ever think that some of them may be not-nice because of their lives?" she asked curiously. "Or are they just not-nice for no reason?"

[voiceoverdue]

"A little of both," Cecil answered. "But a hard life's no excuse to not be nice. Not that nice people can't do mean things sometimes - I mean, don't we all? - but just as a life philosophy."