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Originally Posted by fire_faerie "Yes, that was much better," Benzi grinned and gave her two thumbs up for her impression. Obviously it wasn't nearly as good as his was but, you know, not everyone could be good at impressions. Then again Flamsteed was just so easy to act out, that man had the personality of a supernova. Heh. "Thank you thank you, you're not the first person to tell me that, thank you!" he laughed as he sat back down on the bench, feeling very pleased with himself and very much warmed up. No wonder Flamsteed never got cold up in that Astronomy tower of his, with all running around he must get quite the workout.
Aaaaaaaand, there went his happy thoughts. Wasn't this supposed to be fun Botros??? What was up with the depressing questions, Merlin. He nodded at what Reagan shared, able to understand this better than what she'd told with him previously. Humans could be really cruel. It's why he wanted to be an auror and keep the really cruel ones from hurting anyone. "What worries me... wow, that's, uhm.." he glanced down at the cards and sighed. "If it's okay with you, I'm going to answer the next question instead. In ten years' time I hope to be working as an Auror in the MLE, hopefully with a girlfriend," he smiled, thinking of his current girlfriend and reasoning that if they made it through this term he wouldn't mind it if Evie was that girlfriend in ten years. "And all my family and friends are alive and healthy and I still get to play my drums with my band, even though I hope that they make it big without me.." he said, looking out of the window as he spoke, the smile on his face disappearing as another thought hit him. "I guess what worries me is what happens if that doesn't come true." There, two birds with one stone. .
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Yes, this had taken a somber turn. Reagan peered at Benzi in a very curious fashion, slightly surprised at how candid he'd just been. Even for a class assignment, that was quite a bit to share to someone you didn't know that well. But she valued the honesty in his face (and stance) as he said as much. "I think that's admirable...and what's pretty great about those goals is that they are attainable. I want that for you." No, no...Rea wasn't being flirty or funny, but she would always advocate for people who had dreams. Even those she didn't really know. It was just how she was.
...and the worry made sense. That was actually...Yea. She got it. "I try not to look too far ahead, honestly. Live for today, not tomorrow...but as I mentioned before, I hope to produce organic, herbal potions to replace those that do use animal parts, whether they are given freely or not. Vegan potions, per say." It wasn't ridiculous, okay? Professor Culloden had been interested in her ideas. So, it was doable. Reagan Penrose would hear no different. "...So, in ten years, I hope to be doing that and writing a column for an international news brief. I hope to be happy and healthy. I hope to have children." Nod, nod. Family was important! "That probably seems boring, but I wouldn't mind a quiet, peaceful life."
Cheeks slightly pink, the Ravenclaw glanced back down at her card. "Are you comfortable with telling me a secret?" This final question could be tough...
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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