[ He killed people, played war strategist to a genocidal dictator, and learned enough dark and forbidden magic to land anyone else a death sentence. ]
I pursued my own projects. I didn't really want to go into teaching, but academic fields are limited in our society. It worked out; that they needed someone and I didn't need any further training.
I always thought it would have been nice to attend one. There aren't enough suitably talented people in our society to populate a faculty much less a student body, though.
Some colleges are pretty small. Maybe not as small as you're suggesting, but... I don't know. Maybe the ratios could work out or something. [ Something opens, a cap spins on a hard surface, and then there's a sound of something being scooped. ] Anyway, the last thing you probably want to talk about is school.
Hm. [ Probably an agreement. Studying is something he's actually interested in, but he's well aware it's boring as shit to just about everyone else. Meanwhile: ] Are you in the kitchen, or are you organizing an on-board drug racket?
I hear it's lucrative. [ Says the guy who used his potion making skillz to rip off muggle teenagers over summer breaks. ] And I should leave you to it.
Mhm. [ Acknowledgment. Or something. Then he disconnects, and goes to.. ignore thinking about why he even let it go on that long, and get back to his research. ]
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I pursued my own projects. I didn't really want to go into teaching, but academic fields are limited in our society. It worked out; that they needed someone and I didn't need any further training.
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That sounds better than college, honestly.
[ Cheerleader Bennet if only you knew. ]
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Drug racket, definitely. I cook some mean crystal meth.
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[ The surprise in her voice is due in part to the awareness of how long she's actually kept him. Talking about school. And drugs. ]
Hope your day gets better. [ And your face. ]
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