#Wonder why he didn't take drama class #Seems like right up his Alley
arts program funding cuts at the academy :(
– @poppies-for-thirteen 🥀
Sorry answering this took a while, friend, but the image you put in my head -young Koschei being disappointed about drama class being cancelled- was too precious not to write a little scene. So, there you go, thank you for the inspiration <3
(he/him pronouns for Koschei, he/they for Theta, rating somewhere between general and teen)
Koschei was in a bad mood. Theta could tell without even seeing him. They felt it radiating off him as they entered their shared room, which meant Koschei wanted to talk about it. Like with basically any other subject at the Academy, Koschei excelled at telepathic communication. If he didn't want Theta to know about his feelings, he wouldn't be projecting waves of fury and misery at him right now. The question was rather whether Theta wanted to talk about it, too.
He was still standing in the door, about to close it, their back to their friend. He could still bolt, technically. But since they sucked at telepathic communication (which was again perfectly representative of them generally struggling with Acedemy courses) Koschei had to be well aware of Theta having noticed his mental state and now being unsure about how to respond to it. And while running away from conversations like this was their preferred battle strategy, Theta knew that in the current situation Koschei would deem it a horrible betrayal. And Koschei's reaction to Theta betraying him was explosive in the best of cases. Theta did not feel like finding out what it would be like in this case when Koschei was already irritated. So he took a deep breath, steeled himself as best as he could, finally closed the door and turned to face their friend.
Koschei was sitting on his bed, next to his nightstand, angrily carving perfectly curved curses into the shiny metal.
"What happened?" Theta asked sympathetically. Just because they were scared of Koschei's likely outburst didn't mean they didn't care.
"Don't ask" Koschei snarled and Theta suppressed a sigh. He trotted over to Koschei's bed and sat down next to him at a distance that was probably not wide enough to be safe in the given circumstances.
Koschei kept his back to him, putting all his weight into the ornate knife he was carving with. This close to him Theta could feel his emotions as vividly as his own. Still, Koschei wasn't sending any tangible thoughts they could have used to grasp what was going on. Only rage and a strange kind of mourning. It was starting to get really uncomfortable. Maybe they should tell Koschei about the cool bug they had found this morning, just to distract hi-
"There won't be any drama class" Koschei pressed out, interrupting their train of thought.
"Huh?" Theta's mind was still focused on the memory of the brilliant blue bug and struggled to return to their room and their friend's somber mood.
"I said" Koschei repeated with a sigh, finally leaving the night stand alone and turning to face him. "I said there won't be any drama class for us. Not this year, not next year, not ever. They cut it."
"Oh." Theta felt a wave of disappointment wash over him but this time it was his own. They had looked forward to drama class ever since they had dreamt of the Academy. Both of them had. "Why would they do that?"
"Because Rassilon is a bloody idiot" Koschei huffed, slender fingers curling around the knife's blade. "The official reasons are-"
He huffed again in emphasis. "Budget restrictions."
"Oh" Theta repeated. They wished they could say something comforting to make Koschei feel better but were too distraught to come up with anything. Koschei's eyes narrowed.
"You are sad" he remarked.
"Of course I am" Theta confirmed, wanting to explain how he had been dreaming of playing together with Koschei; but before they could say anything, Koschei nodded in resolution.
"I will kill him" he said.
They snorted. Koschei had threatened Theta themselves too often for them to even blink at the statement. "That I'd like to see, you taking on Rassilon."
Koschei chuckled quietly but when he resumed speaking, it sounded like he was deep in thought and that was what made Theta tense up.
"I think I could do it" he said. "For you, I mean. For you I would kill them all."
There was something in his voice that sent a shiver down Theta's back. Something that had never been in his usual spiteful violent outbursts. It was a strange sort of tenderness, of affection, directed at Theta and it scared him. They didn't know what to say, staring helplessly and afraid at Koschei who looked back with a forlorn look in his eyes as if he wasn't even seeing him. Then, all of a sudden, his eyes snapped back into focus and a wide, mocking smile appeared on his face.
"Gotcha" he laughed, boxing their shoulder playfully.
"That was not funny!" they complained but couldn't help the relieved chuckle that escaped them. "You scared me!"
"I know" Koschei hollered, slinging an arm around his shoulder to pull him into a hug. "You should have seen your face. It was priceless."
"Never do that again" Theta murmured, pressing close into Koschei's side.
"Okay" Koschei whispered into their hair, suddenly serious again. "And I promise you, we'll get to go to a drama class together. Rassilon will not take that from us."
"Hmhm" Theta hummed in agreement. "Maybe we can go when we run away to see the stars."
"I heard there are excellent theatre schools on Xenon" Koschei mused. "I will take you there first thing once we're out of the Acedemy."
Theta smiled and felt the familiar mixture of excitement, calamity and purpose rise up in his chest (and the telepathic waves Koschei was sending him) that always showed up when they talked about their future.
"I think I'd like that" they said and Koschei laughed again.
"I know you will, Theta" he said and pressed a kiss to the top of their head. "We'll have the best of times there, I promise. As soon as we are free of the school and of Rassilon we will have it good. I'll make sure of that."
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Yesterday at the job fair I was talking to somebody tabling for AMD, a company I’m very interested in (they made some microprocessors and programs for classes I’ve really enjoyed, and it’d be a great way to use both my EE and cosci degrees, and also the office is in Fort Collins so I’d be like equidistant from my parents and my sister and my other sister and I could hang out with my aunt and uncle and cousins)
Another guy at the table finished his conversation with another student and joined in on our conversation so of course I shook his hand and introduced myself but he was laughed and said “yeah I know I’m [name] we had EE classes together” and holy fuck I was embarrassed I’m so bad with faces and names and to be fair he shaved his head since I last saw him
Nonetheless the last guy at the table (who the other guys said I should talk to specifically because his specialty was something I was well suited for) seemed to like me and gave me the id number for a specific job so he could watch for my application so it overall went well even though I felt like such a dumbass for not recognizing someone I probably spent hours around doing homework
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