(No Longer Darth) Revan (
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[OPEN] A Tale Told By an Idiot
Who: Revan and Whoever
What: Misled by the badass title, Revan attempts to read The Sound and the Fury
Where: Philly library
When: Towards the end of the Philly stay
Warnings/Notes: The Sound and the Fury is basically a nonstop parade of awful, so if you want, we can just stick to Revan not knowing what golf is or whatever to avoid dealing with early/mid-20th century race and gender issues and horrid people being horrid to each other.
[Anyone less stubborn would have given up days ago. Revan, on the other hand, is seated at a table in the reference section, surrounded by books pulled from all over the library, none of which seem to have any relationship to each other. A copy of the Concise Oxford, still large enough to brain livestock. A single-volume history of Germany and another one about the state of Mississippi. The official rules of golf. A biography of Thomas Jefferson and a history of Cambridge, England, both pushed off to one side. Harvard Observed: An Illustrated History of the University in the Twentieth Century, published of course by Harvard University Press. Several slim books about Easter, all obviously for children. And so forth.
Directly in front of her, stuffed full of flimsy paper bookmarks printed with the library's hours pilfered from the circulation desk, lies the cause of all the trouble: an unassuming paperback copy of The Sound and the Fury, with all the terrible stock photo cover design a cheap reprint of a classic entails. Revan herself is scribbling something in a spiral-bound notebook with a ballpoint, her surprise at the sheer amount of paper in the city long subsumed by irritation over this maddeningly incomprehensible book she's found.]
Why does it even matter?
What: Misled by the badass title, Revan attempts to read The Sound and the Fury
Where: Philly library
When: Towards the end of the Philly stay
Warnings/Notes: The Sound and the Fury is basically a nonstop parade of awful, so if you want, we can just stick to Revan not knowing what golf is or whatever to avoid dealing with early/mid-20th century race and gender issues and horrid people being horrid to each other.
[Anyone less stubborn would have given up days ago. Revan, on the other hand, is seated at a table in the reference section, surrounded by books pulled from all over the library, none of which seem to have any relationship to each other. A copy of the Concise Oxford, still large enough to brain livestock. A single-volume history of Germany and another one about the state of Mississippi. The official rules of golf. A biography of Thomas Jefferson and a history of Cambridge, England, both pushed off to one side. Harvard Observed: An Illustrated History of the University in the Twentieth Century, published of course by Harvard University Press. Several slim books about Easter, all obviously for children. And so forth.
Directly in front of her, stuffed full of flimsy paper bookmarks printed with the library's hours pilfered from the circulation desk, lies the cause of all the trouble: an unassuming paperback copy of The Sound and the Fury, with all the terrible stock photo cover design a cheap reprint of a classic entails. Revan herself is scribbling something in a spiral-bound notebook with a ballpoint, her surprise at the sheer amount of paper in the city long subsumed by irritation over this maddeningly incomprehensible book she's found.]
Why does it even matter?
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But it's tradition, and gods help you if you try to question that.
[Hiccup had not been kidding about stubbornness issues, after all.]
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[She's smiling enough to make it clear she's joking.]
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[He loved his tribe, really, but they were insane. Not that he was all that much better.]
I wouldn't knock it, though. We're going to need a lot of stubbornness to get through whatever we were dragged here to do. Especially with this group.
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[So, business as usual, except Dixon is the only one here who shuts up when she tells him to. Making the Ebon Hawk crew look disciplined is a real accomplishment. Good job, squad.]
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[As he pointed out to Kevin, everyone was stressed. Someone snapping at another member of the squad and blowing things out of proportion had been inevitable.]
Any idea on how to get everyone to mesh better? I'm used to dealing with stubborn, crazy people, but I've known most of the ones I usually deal with my entire life.
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[Revan shrugs.]
There are going to be troublemakers, but peer pressure will usually keep them down to an annoyance.
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[The only thing that had really stopped it was ending up with responsibility over Berk's dragons. And all that had really done was make it so that, instead of the island, he'd ended causing trouble for literally everyone else.]
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It won't solve major problems, but there'll be a lot fewer shouting matches if we lean on the people who are starting them.