Office Hours, Tuesday All Day

[on_her_korhal]

It was her third week of being a teacher here, and Kerrigan was still not really used to having this office.

That's probably why she was leaning back in her chair and staring at the empty walls today.

Really.

[ open hours, kids ]

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[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Her gaze was torn from the walls - and her mind from whatever she was thinking about - and redirected towards the door. River. she returned.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River appeared in the open doorway. "Hello," she said. "Busy?" She smiled at the question.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"Depends on your definition of 'busy'," Kerrigan grinned vaguely at her from behind the desk.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

"What's yours?" River asked, slowly crossing the threshold and glancing around the room.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

The corner of her mouth pulled up just a little bit. "Not this," Kerrigan said.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River chuckled, stretched out her arms and spun around. "Fandom is drawing you in?"

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

She lifted her head up, eyes looking to meet River's. Whatever smile Kerrigan had on her face, it looked... tired. A place is a place. Fandom's no different.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River didn't quite agree, but said nothing. Something's bothering you.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Running class is hard work, Kerrigan replied. It was a truth and a diversion all at the same time.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Good or bad? River took a seat in a chair.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

There was something a little like Mike about this girl. All the good questions. Neither, she replied, Just reminding me of something.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River began spinning the chair around, staring up into the ceiling. Want to talk about it?

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Kerrigan tracked her movements - it was a reflex, and it was making her a little dizzy. Did they ever make you kill anyone, River?

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

The chair suddenly stopped, River's back to Kerrigan. Why?

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Where I come from-- the last test is... Kerrigan closed her eyes, ...There's a man. He puts a gun to your head - someone else's head. Two options. She opened her eyes again. Did they ever make you kill anyone? she repeated.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

There was a pause. Yes. Not like that. Not kill or be killed. She slowly spun the chair around. Did it anyway. Improvised weapon

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Why?

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Because I could. Peaceful. Precise. They wanted me too, of course. She frowned, her expression turning uneasy.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Her fingers searched for something to fiddle with-- and found a pen. Kerrigan tapped it gently against the desk. Were they good reasons?

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

No. The answer came quickly. You think that makes me bad? River kept her face expressionless, but her eyes deceived her.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

I kill because I'm a good soldier, came the vague and faraway reply, Now-- also because I have hope, but... still because I am a good. Soldier.

Kerrigan cocked her head at River, although in a way, she didn't really seem there. Does that make me bad?

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Some might say it depends on the cause. River looked up at the ceiling. I'm more of a weapon than a soldier. Still not sure who's doing the aiming.

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

We're all weapons. People like us. She slammed the pen quietly down on the desk. My universe just seems to excell at making us bigger and bigger guns...

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River suddenly burst out laughing, spinning the chair around again. Trying to make someone safer?

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

Her mouth quirked again. Something like that.