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Preparing
Characters: Jun-he and Wu
Setting: Music room, Block B, late morning
As he'd expected, the business in the courtyard had been absurd on all sides. Overseers wanted action from the residents here, but wouldn't even provide the needed evidence to let people act with a clear conscience. And the residents themselves? Squabbling children who were too concerned with the ethics of punishment, the humanity of the acts required of them, and the possibility that maybe they were meant to rebel. Fools.
Wu knew what he would've done if given the reins, and it would have taken all of ten minutes to resolve the issue from accusations to consequences. Trespassing earned a beating for each offense, and perhaps one more just to draw a full confession. As for Caroline? Wu could've guessed at what she'd done from the insights he'd gleaned before, and while he would've disliked it? He would've broken the girl's finger to teach her to mind where she put them.
Instead they stood and squabbled in the courtyard, instead Wren took it on herself to be some authority, and in the end they all shuffled away. Wu might've gone for breakfast to wash the distaste for it all from his mouth, but too many others headed for the kitchen. That just meant he needed to rearrange his plans, and that meant heading to B Block.
Stepping into the music room with both hands stuffed in the pockets of his shorts, he hesitated at the laid back atmosphere of the place. It was immensely foreign to him in its' trappings, musical instruments being utterly beyond his ken. But he didn't plan to linger here for long, there was too much to do still.
Setting: Music room, Block B, late morning
As he'd expected, the business in the courtyard had been absurd on all sides. Overseers wanted action from the residents here, but wouldn't even provide the needed evidence to let people act with a clear conscience. And the residents themselves? Squabbling children who were too concerned with the ethics of punishment, the humanity of the acts required of them, and the possibility that maybe they were meant to rebel. Fools.
Wu knew what he would've done if given the reins, and it would have taken all of ten minutes to resolve the issue from accusations to consequences. Trespassing earned a beating for each offense, and perhaps one more just to draw a full confession. As for Caroline? Wu could've guessed at what she'd done from the insights he'd gleaned before, and while he would've disliked it? He would've broken the girl's finger to teach her to mind where she put them.
Instead they stood and squabbled in the courtyard, instead Wren took it on herself to be some authority, and in the end they all shuffled away. Wu might've gone for breakfast to wash the distaste for it all from his mouth, but too many others headed for the kitchen. That just meant he needed to rearrange his plans, and that meant heading to B Block.
Stepping into the music room with both hands stuffed in the pockets of his shorts, he hesitated at the laid back atmosphere of the place. It was immensely foreign to him in its' trappings, musical instruments being utterly beyond his ken. But he didn't plan to linger here for long, there was too much to do still.