Choosing Your Own Government--Monday, Period 5, Class #7
"Good afternoon, everyone," Vala greeted them from her regular perch on top of her desk. Her appearance was slightly different, as was her bearing, which was more regal and imperious than usual. She purposely made no eye contact with any of her students and did her best to look right through them.
"Your world has just been overtaken by a new ruler. Her guards are regularly patrolling your city, or planet, or village. Word is that she's going to be instituting new rules and policies." Vala, naturally, would have been in charge of spreading that word. "Some of these policies will not be to your benefit."
"Your task today," and here she inclined her head in acknowledgement of their existence, "is to convince her to change her mind."
Suddenly her eyes flashed gold and her voice deepened an octave, sounding both mechanical and more powerful.
"Good luck."
She was going to have to do so much drinking after this.
"Your world has just been overtaken by a new ruler. Her guards are regularly patrolling your city, or planet, or village. Word is that she's going to be instituting new rules and policies." Vala, naturally, would have been in charge of spreading that word. "Some of these policies will not be to your benefit."
"Your task today," and here she inclined her head in acknowledgement of their existence, "is to convince her to change her mind."
Suddenly her eyes flashed gold and her voice deepened an octave, sounding both mechanical and more powerful.
"Good luck."
She was going to have to do so much drinking after this.