 Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?
Ash stood by nobody. She wasn't broken, but she wasn't okay, either. Oh no, Ash, your education. Your learning and growth. Pay attention. Be engaged. Too bad. People who talked like that clearly had never seen the world. "Schmoe." No professor. She didn't do honorifics, unless they were directed at Rosier. Which meant that nobody was getting honorifics after all of this. In Ash's eyes, authority was the ultimate evil. She didn't care what this lesson was about. Did anyone care? Did it even matter? She stared straight ahead her eyes unfocused, her thoughts unfocused, her mind on one thing. You can't make me care.
Last edited by astrocat; 02-24-2021 at 01:46 PM.
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