A friend?

ladyhawkes_lover

11/20/00 1:31 pm

Whri Mhaol entered her classroom and sat down quietly in the front corner near the window. Seeing the outdoors, no matter how shockingly green they were, was better than staring at the walls. Suddenly a woman swept into the room. She had long red hair, green eyes, and what looked like a red mark on her forehead. She wore the clothes of a traveller, at least, those who were always rescued in the desert wore clothes as such. She had a knife sheathed at her side. She stood in front of the class and smiled.
"Hello." she said. "I am Percivale Holoman, your ethics professor."
She had a distinctive accent that sounded rather Arabian in origin. Whri Mhaol was delighted. A possible fellow desert dweller.
"Now, who can tell me what they expect to learn here?" Percivale asked suddenly.
The class was silent.
"Ethics?" some student joked.
No one laughed.