Almost falling asleep with her iPod on her forehead, Irin wills herself to stay awake. She tries to write something, then taps the submit button, unsure of what she has just sent out to the world.
Lady is so tired she doesn't understand what Zaln means. Lady is turning off her iPod so she can sleep. Lady isn't sure if she gas the guts to turn her iPod off. Lady hopes for the best and clicks submit.
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"Morning!" lady say yawning, debating wether eight hours of sleep will get her through the day when she normally has ten.
Irin has no idea what zaln meant. She wishes Lady a good morning even though it is around 6pm where she is. Irin turns to gloomi, who looks confused, and says, 'We're all talking in third person, mostly because it's fun, partly because we're all slightly insane, and partly baceaus it is good practice for writing in third person." Irin hopes gloomi won't be so confused anymore, then waves goodbye and runs off to finish her incredibly boring homework.
"Ha ha irin!" Lady taunts, "I already finished my incredibly boring homework!" Lady thinks back making sure she got all of it done and smiles, she had.
GlooMi smiles at running Irin's back and aknowledges the fact that they both have incredibly boring homework. "That's what iPods are for," she replies, smiling mischievously.
"Aye you ladies," Zaln starts, "are pretty lucky. Since I'm leaving, my mum made me ask for all mine homework assignments, and to my dismay, I've been thrown assignments that are worth a month of time at school." Sighing, he cringes at the thought of having to do homework on an airplane for one day straight. Zaln thinks he may not survive. "A pain in the royal arse." iZaln
GlooMi smirks at iZaln's rant then frowns at him "You should count yourself lucky," she admonishes him, " Most people never get the chance to ride on an airplane in their lives."
Confused, Zaln responds, "It's not the airplane, it's the homework that I have to do on the plan. As I stated, a royal pain in the arse." Grinning he gestures to Gloomi, pondering her response to his doom. iZ
GlooMi grins at him, baring her teeth. She is ready for the challenge. "Be glad that there is a public education system. Many children would kill to have the opportunities you have, and they would enjoy it. Homework and all."
Nodding slowly, Zaln weighs the facts. "Eh sure, but it's the educated ones that are the tyrants. Thanks to the educated ones, we have a depression as well. The educated use their knowledge to get what they want, eventually becoming greedy. But I'm not saying I don't like it... Rather, I'd prefer to be with my family." Finishing with a wink, Zaln awaits Gloomi's next remark. iZaln
"The educated ones are the ones who are not suffering through the depression" GlooMi replied slowly, thinking out her answer. "The poor are always the ones who pay the final price. Get a good education, and the likelihood of being poor decreases dramatically."
Wolf bares his teeth at GlooMi and says, "They might be grateful, but we're definitely not going to ask for more homework. A year or so doing it would change their mind." He saunters off haughtily, doing a little jig.