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Don't be mad at Sylvanas, everyone. It wasn't her fault. I think Arthas used his magic to hypnotize her into doing his bidding and laid his mind eggs inside her patterned brainwaves - all metaphorically, of course. It happens sometimes.

That was fun, though. I've never banished a demon before. I didn't think it would be so complex.

[Private to the dinner crew]

I'm thinking something with molasses. Are any of you good with molding?

[Spam, closed to Vic and Jax]

[In the evening, Luna skips down the hall to bring dinners to those she didn't see in the lunchroom. On her list is Victor Creed, and so, armed with an apple, she knocks on his door]

Mr. Creed?

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maytakecenturies

[She almost doesn't reply at all, but years in Starfleet make it really hard to ignore someone who is technically serving the function of a superior officer. Even if that superior is a little girl.]

No. What do you have in mind, specifically?

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whatthewrackspurt

Molded jello desserts, primarily.

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maytakecenturies

[For a moment sue just stares at Luna. She even considers arguing, but what's the point? This is her life. Cooking and serving food rather than studying the cosmos around them. Fine. It may be tedious, but at least there is no one pointing out that she might have been a slave, under different circumstances.

(She hates that this is the consolation prize.)]

Are they necessary?

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whatthewrackspurt

No, but I think that's part of the fun of them.

You might enjoy it.

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maytakecenturies

That's extremely doubtful.

[She sighs only slightly, resigning herself.]

You intend to start tonight?

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whatthewrackspurt

If it's feasible. It would mean a lot to me if you wanted to help.

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maytakecenturies

[She ponders a moment, and arches her eyebrows.]

Have Chasseur and Winchester refused?

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whatthewrackspurt

Yes.

In retrospect I should have told and not asked, but I don't especially like telling people what to do.

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maytakecenturies

Why did you accept this position?

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whatthewrackspurt

The dinner shift? Marsh asked me to.

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maytakecenturies

You have no experience commanding, and none in cooking.

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whatthewrackspurt

No one has any experience in anything when they're first starting out.

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maytakecenturies

And you think the Barge is suitable for starting out?

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whatthewrackspurt

It's safer here than back home currently, so yes, actually. I do.

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maytakecenturies

What is happening 'back home?'

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whatthewrackspurt

A war. One that's going to get very dangerous for certain people in particular.

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maytakecenturies

[Well okay, consider T'Pol's interest sharpened.]

Which people is that?

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whatthewrackspurt

Non-magic people, or people born to non-magical parents. Or people who don't want to hurt those people in turn.

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maytakecenturies

Those who want no part in a war, and it's victims.

How long has the war been going on?

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whatthewrackspurt

Oh, quite a while. It was supposed to have ended just after I was born, thanks to Harry, of course, but recently it's started up again. Worse than ever, according to Daddy, who remembers how it used to be.

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maytakecenturies

Wars don't end easily, and rarely thanks to one person.

[She helped stop war with the Xindi, but Forest was the one to take all credit for that extermination.]

You have no wish to fight?

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whatthewrackspurt

I'll fight if I have to protect my friends. But I'd rather avoid the whole thing if possible.

Anyway, it's too dangerous for me to go back to school right now, so it's better to learn things here. Or at least, I thought it was.

[Her smile dims slightly.]

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maytakecenturies

[T'Pol notes it, but it doesn't inspire much compassion in her. It doesn't inspire much of anything.]

This isn't a school.

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whatthewrackspurt

Not a traditional one. But it's a place to learn safely. For a given value of safe, of course.

That's a school, isn't it? Somewhere you can learn and practice without an extraordinary amount of danger?