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[gandalfglamdrin]

He was very impressed with the students. Thier managing to arm and organize is very, very conveniant.

I only hope, that when the downtime ends, that the sense of accomplishment stays.
And that the leaders they are placing around themselves are good.

Comments

[valentine_tart]

Professor Gandalf, as I'm running for Academic Affairs, I'd like to meet with you to talk about this incident, if possible.

[gandalfglamdrin]

I have a few moments, yes *smiles*

what can I do for you?

[valentine_tart]

((OOC: Shoot. Bad timing for Beka-mun. Must go eat. If you'll be around, I'll catch you later. If not, I'll voicemail to set something up. Er. Gandalf doesn't have voicemail. I'll come back here and we can pretend she was still here?))

[gandalfglamdrin]

that works

[valentine_tart]

*knocks quietly*

Professor Gandalf? Are you available? It's Rebeka Valentine.

[gandalfglamdrin]

yes, Im available

[valentine_tart]

*opens the door and looks bewildered at all of the stuff in his office*

May I sit down?

[gandalfglamdrin]

of course Beka... feel free...
please, tell me how I can help you

[valentine_tart]

*Beka finds a chair not covered in Gandalf-like things and sits

[gandalfglamdrin]

*takes a long time to respond, wandering around and fussing with things here and there, letting a few full minutes pass before responding*

I am many things, Miss Valentine. I am a guide, a traveller, a peacemaker, a wizard, a teacher... but none of these things define who I am.

Should you take away my weapons, you may only take away apart of who I am. And learning to adapt is one of mankinds greatest and most admirable traits, one that most other races do not have. It is why, in this time and place, the Dodo bird has been extinguished from this planet, and why men proliferate throught *all* galaxies and worlds, known and unknown.

[valentine_tart]

*considers his words carefully and thinks long before she answers*

I understand the need to adapt. If I must, I will. I have always done whatever it took to survive, and that won't change.

And yet, some day I must return home. I cannot become soft in this place. The future that awaits me is grim, and I will have need of every weapon at my disposal. If I have forgotten who I am, I will be prey.

Weapons are not my dispute settlement method of choice, Professor. They are simply ... a part of me.

Am I correct to understand that you wouldn't oppose me trying to adapt the school's policy, provided that it served all of the students?

[gandalfglamdrin]

I do not beleive that not carrying a weapon will make you soft, Beka. In this atmosphere, indeed, if anything, it will streangthen you.

I no longer carry Glamdrin with me. He is locked up with the other weapons. I did this willingly. Here, I am a teacher.

Here, you are a student. Not a warrior, not a fighter.
We learn to use other facilities, and learn to be comfortable in that setting, as well as any other.

I will oppose no one, unless they are attempting to hurt another, but I see no reason to carry a weapon in these hallways.

[valentine_tart]

*nods*

For what it's worth, I wish I agreed. I'll think on what you've said. Maybe I'll come to the place that I do.

Whatever I decide, I respect your position. And you. Though I can't imagine that counts for very much.

[gandalfglamdrin]

more then you could imagine, Miss Valentine.

Stop in and speak to me any time, on any topic... please.

[valentine_tart]

*looks pleased*

I will, Professor. Count on it.

Have a pleasant afternoon.

[gandalfglamdrin]

You as well Beka...

*goes back to his scrolls*