The Gay Agenda™< >Homiesexual uwu Maddox pretended as though he hadn't heard the professor's remark about the fish ghosts. Even if they weren't real, that didn't matter. He'd still tease Calliope about it—and she just kept tap-tap-tapping her way closer to a haunting. He just watched her and with a little smile as she went through her sang and dance response. Oh, she was bothered, and Maddox was eating it up. "Well, first off, you were nowhere near close to death. Broken leg as most," he said with a little shrug. "Second, you were just oh-so upset that I wasn't actually able to tell you more of what the card meant. The Fool reversed? It represents a false start, kind of. Not that you wouldn't make the team—although that was a possibility—but that it wouldn't be exactly what you thought going in. Sometimes it's a bad thing, sometimes it's just...different. The whole "recklessness" and "naďveté" thing sounds more dire than it might turn out to be. It just means...maybe you aren't expecting what the new beginning is going to bring." So, no, it didn't predict the broom incident. But Maddox had a feeling Calliope was blaming the broom a bit more than she should.
When Professor Carton asked his first question, Maddox didn't have anything he particularly wanted to add. Sorry. Not really. He rarely if ever answered a question. His M.O. in classes was get in, do the work, get out. Still did all the work, though, so no one was allowed to complain. At Calliope's jest he chuckled a little, and the small knee bump made him feel more at ease. Friendships were weird, he had decided. Specifically this one. "They're coming for you, Calliope..." he whispered back, sucking in his cheeks to make fish lips and putting his hands to the side of his face, turning them out and in to mimic gills. He got his face right up close to Calliope—the ghost fish were closing in, after all.
He heard Calliope's next thought before she had even said anything. He reached for his bag on the table and pulled it into his lap before she could get her full thought out. "No," he quipped, "and I wouldn't like to find out, either, thank you." |