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[danzan]

un: wolverine history t @ hs, lit prof @ college, volunteer @ S.T.R.A.N.G.E. living at 2008 howard hill, dunwich hollow more info + plots here ( TXT AUTO-REPLY ) This Fluid is in DO NOT DISTURB mode. If you would like your message to appear as a notification, send "URGENT". ( VOICEMAIL MSG ) "It's Logan. You know what to do."

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action ✰ post corn maze ✰ weekday early evening

[enchangement]

[ There's a noise, and a giggle, and a knock.

Someone's at your door, Professor. ]

oh no ITS HAPPENING

[danzan]

[ Logan hasn't heard giggling outside his door in a solid five years, but River's scent has him getting out of bed and putting his weathered book aside.

He opens it to peer down at her, a brow raised. ]

...what's with that smile? [ Yep. No "hello" necessary. ]

TIME TO JOIN US IN THE FUTURE OLD MAN

[enchangement]

She has a question.

[ Also, the moon is out so she's one hyper child, sorry. ]

And an offer. Do you want to learn? That is not the question but it is the offer.

[danzan]

Depends on what I'm learning. [ He steps back to let River in. Unlike the rest of his incredibly fucking messy house (god damn housemate), Logan's room is immaculate. Of course, it's devoid of personal belongings, but... still. ]

What question's she got?

[enchangement]

How to communicate with your fellow dreamer. [ Immediately, River throws herself into a chair, and pulls her legs up to fold beneath her. She points at the Fluid on his wrist. ] Using that.

Should she go to college?

[danzan]

[ River points to the device Logan's very acutely aware he's been wearing for two, three weeks straight, and the frown he makes in return is massive. ]

I don't like it. [ Shaking his hand, the Object isn't even a little bit jostled. There is an even bigger frown at how impossible tech is. ] How the hell am I supposed to use it?

But college-- [ He keeps shaking his wrist. The Thing keeps staying stuck to it. Why did she have to remind him. ] She's gotta ask herself if she wants to learn new things, first. That's what college is all about.

[enchangement]

[ She's clearly having a difficult time keeping a straight face through his trials and tribulations. ]

You can learn. Don't have to like everything.

What if it is an emergency? What if you're lonely?

[ Important questions. Sixteen-year-olds wanna know. ]

Sometimes it feels like she knows everything and forgot a third of it along the way. Sometimes it feels like she'll never know enough.

[ A thoughtful expression and she reaches out and taps the device at his wrist, turning off the 'Bracelet Feature'. ]

Could make the buttons bigger.

[danzan]

[ The Abomination falls off his wrist with an unceremonious clack on the floor. Logan stares at his wrist-- paler than the rest of his skin in the exact width that'd been covered for weeks, apparently-- and then turns it over in sheer disbelief.

It's as if he forgot he had a wrist to begin with.

Softly, so softly, he whispers: ] What the fuck did you do?

[enchangement]

Turned off the function. She can teach you.

[ She leans forward from the chair and dangles upside down while she snatches the device from the floor and holds it out in the palm of her hand. ]

You should say hello.

[danzan]

To--

To that?

[ He sounds just as mistrusting as a cat would sound towards a cold bath. ]

Look, she can teach me after we talk about college. How about that?

[enchangement]

[ River laughs and throws it into the air, catching it easily. ]

That's fine.

Don't think she'll forget, because she won't.

How many times have you gone to college?

[danzan]

Uh, zero. [ He hasn't even gone to high school, so maybe he's not the best gauge of experience. ]

Used to teach at a boarding school, though, and now I teach at the community college in town.

Does that count?

[enchangement]

Guess so.

[ River shrugs. People trust him to know things because he's old clearly, that's how all this works. ]

What should she study?

[danzan]

Depends on what she likes. [ Finally taking a seat on the bed across the chair, Logan rests his elbows against his knees and looks at her with a slight quirk of his mouth. ]

You don't have to pay for school here, so.

[ The small shrug is a quiet you can do what you love guilt-free. ]

[enchangement]

Music. [ A smile. ] Dancing.

Those are the best ones. Expression and movement. A loss for words.

[danzan]

Then you should enrol in dance classes

That's a thing, you know.

[enchangement]

[ She didn't know. That's why she came here, to bother you and find out. ]

So she can learn dancing?

Okay.

[danzan]

Yeah. [ The conversation's so normal it has Logan smiling a bit. ]

You know what kind of dancing you wanna do? Or is this an "all kinds" kinda deal?

[enchangement]

Every. Dance.

[ She'll pick a focus when they tell her she has to.

And then she'll be right back here, Logan, so be prepared. As it is, she tosses the Fluid up and catches it in her hands. ]

You should say hello to the people.

[danzan]

[ Damn it. ] Are we back on that again?

[enchangement]

It's important. You're an educator, you have to know these things.

[danzan]

I'm not teaching these kids how to use tech.

[enchangement]

[ Why are you like this, sir? ]

Just once. Say hello.

[danzan]

[ He sends her a look, but she doesn't look like she's gonna budge.

So he leans in... awkwardly... and mumbles: ] Hello.

WELCOME TO THE NETWORK, PROFESSOR

[enchangement]

[ River's sigh might be louder than his hello. ]

Tell the people who you are?