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Until The End Of Time

Originally posted by rundalek

Author: locke-writes

Title: Until The End of Time

Song Fic: Love You ‘Til The End - The Pogues x Rafael Barba For: Anon

Rating: K/T (Pure fluff)

Word Count: 2,530

Warning: Brief Mentions of Abuse

AN: I had an idea after listening to the song and this was written

Tagging: @monsieur–lafayette @thatgirlwhosalwayssinging

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anonymous asked:

I don't mean to start a fight or anything, but what socialist tendency is the admin of this blog sympathetic to? I'm personally a libertarian socialist, for one.

There’s two of us on here at the moment, and we’re both libertarian socialist of some variety. Greg’s an anarcho-syndicalist with a Marxist outlook, and I fit pretty close to that bill too. I guess it would be more accurate to describe my views as some mishmash of Marxist-Luxemburgist council communism and Bookchinite libertarian municipalism, alongside other ideas that have seeped their way into my brain. I’m still pretty on-the-fence about whether or not I want to see a transitory workers’ state following social revolution; I can understand both perspectives on the issue, and I’m not interested in giving a super definite answer on the topic as long as there are more pressing organizational questions to consider. In other words, if there is a transitory workers’ state, its role would need to be strictly limited – the people themselves need to set up worker-control of industry and the commune assemblies that would in turn make the state obsolete; only that organizational structure could lead to the “withering away of the state”.

I bring this point up to highlight my ultimate allegiances to communist forms of organization, state or no state. (Again, barring top-down state-control of industry and Stalinist political structures.) I’ve had conversations with ancaps, for instance, where they’ve said “well, at least we oppose the state; we can abolish the state and then figure out what to do from there.” It’s like, no, you misunderstand, bud – I would sooner support a society with some Luxemburgist “small government” that had economic democracy than I would support a stateless society that had capitalism’s economic norms and property rights. This is mainly because

1) Economic democracy actually lays out the conditions for the state to wither away, where it can dissolve from an apparatus that enforces dominant class interests to a horizontal “administration of things” by interconnected communes and federations. If it truly is worker-control, the state will dissolve – or transform into voluntary assemblies and organizations, if you will.
2) Anarcho-capitalism would inevitably give rise to private “legitimizing apparatuses” that would still violently enforce capitalist property relationships with private armies. Over time, individual capitalists (the dominant class) would realize that it’s fundamentally more in tune with their interests to organize a centralized legitimizing apparatus. This could be funded through taxes they would avoid paying (pass the bill onto the workers), it could watch out for the long-term interests of capital when the actions of separate competing capitalists lead to economic crisis, it would streamline the process of property enforcement into one system (rather than a bunch of private law firms inefficiently enforcing their own slightly different codes), etc. In other words, you’d wind up with the capitalist state, as it exists now, all over again.

So yeah, actual worker-control first and foremost. If the leftovers of the state remain during a temporary period of transformation and infrastructure-building, so be it; just make sure it’s tempered by economic democracy and a libertarian skepticism of concentration of power. The end result always needs to be communism – the classless, stateless society founded upon the principles “all is for all” and “from each according to their ability, to each according to their need”. A solarpunk aesthetic would be appreciated too.

Sorry if this was a bit of an excessive answer!
TLDR: If there existed a leftist RPG where you have to defeat the forces of capital and reaction, that required you only have a party of six, my team would be Rosa Luxemburg, Karl Marx (and Engels, because this RPG would recognize them as a package deal), Anton Pannekoek, Murray Bookchin, Angela Davis, and Peter Kropotkin.

-Daividh

Edward Anthony Masen, age 68, passed away in his home on Monday, March 3, 1970 after a second battle with leukemia.  Mr. Masen worked as a tax attorney in Sacramento for 20 years, and later was a junior partner of a private law firm in Minnesota. He was originally from Chicago and will be interred beside his parents, Edward and Elizabeth Masen, at Mount Olivet Catholic Cemetery this Friday at 11 am.

Mr. Masen is survived by a nephew, Anthony Masen of Willmar, Minnesota.

The One Where There’s Not Enough Time

Pairing: Barry Allen/ The Flash x Reader 

Summary: You and Barry fight when you become frustrated with his absence as of late but it’s quickly resolved when you realize how much you need your overbearing boyfriend as he nurses you back to health from a bad case of the flu.

A/N: first ‘the flash’ imagine! let me know if you’d like to see more!

MASTERLIST, MOBILE MASTERLIST (you can like it and save it for later!)
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“Where’s Barry?”

Cisco looks up at and then back down at his laptop and taps the screen, “Doing a stellar job of being a superhero,” he smiles. You walk over and watch the live broadcast of Barry taking down yet another metahuman gone bad.

“Well, tell him I stopped by, will you?”

“If you stick around another ten minutes he’ll be here himself,” Cisco puts his laptop down on the table and eyes you curiously, “You don’t look so good.”

“Hm? Yeah – I mean no. It’s just been an off couple of days at work,” you sigh.

“That law internship not coming along so well?”

You shrug, “It’s not so much the job as it is my boss.”

“Meaning?”

“Nothing. Just tell Barry to give me a call if he has a minute,” you force a smile and leave.

The truth was that ever since you had gotten the internship at a private law firm, you’d barely seen Barry. And between his job and literally saving the world, he didn’t have much time for you either.

“Hey,” Barry rushes into the lab with a satisfied smile on his face.

“Nice job man,” Cisco claps a hand to his back, “Y/N stopped by a few minutes ago – asked if you could call her.”

“Crap, I missed her again? I feel like I haven’t seen her in weeks.”

“That’s because you haven’t,” Cisco frowns, “She doesn’t look so good either. Think her new boss is giving her a hard time.”

“Well, I’ll go check on her now-“

Cisco shakes his head, clicking his tongue, “Joe’s called like six times – you’re late on some case analysis thing.”

“Ugh,” Barry groans as he quickly gets changed, “Can you call her for me and tell her I’ll come see her tonight?”

“I’m not your-“ Cisco begins to say but Barry is already out the door.
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“Y/N,” Barry presses a kiss to your cheek and sets down a takeaway bag on your desk, “Got a minute for some dinner?”

“Barry, what are you doing here?” you furrow your brows together, “I told Cisco to tell you I couldn’t do tonight.”

“Yeah, he told me but I figured maybe you could-“

“Well, I can’t,” you huff, walking around him down the hall.

“Are you mad or something?” he asks, reaching out for your arm. You slow down at turn to face him, “No, I’m not mad.”

You continue to walk further down and then hold a finger up for Barry to wait outside while you slip into your boss’ office. Apparently, not getting the message, he follows you in anyway.

“Taylor,” you place a file down on your boss’ desk, “This is everything you asked for.”

“You mean everything I asked for yesterday?” she raises a brow and then goes back to looking at her computer.

“Yes, well – I’m – I’m sorry about that but-“

“No need to be,” she smirks, “You’re only an intern,” she says in a condescending tone, “Clearly you have better things to be doing,” she eyes Barry.

“Oh no,” Barry interjects, “She’s been working so hard I’ve barely seen her – she doesn’t even have time for dinner,” he jiggles the takeaway back in the air.

“Oh, well don’t skip dinner on my account,” Taylor waves a hand, “In fact, take the rest of the night off. I’ll have one of the other interns take over your work.”

“That’s really not necessary,” you glare at Barry, “I’m not that hungry.”

“I can hear your stomach growling from here,” Barry nudges you, “Come on – take the night off,” he drags you outside. You reluctantly follow him until your back at the other end of the hallway away from everyone.

“Are you serious?”

“What?” he loops an arm around your shoulders, “Let’s go.”

“No,” you shrug it off, “Barry, this is my job. You can’t just come in here and talk to my boss – she already thinks I’m shit at this and did you see her face?”

“She seemed fine to me.”

“Well, she’s not. She’s really awful, Barry, which you would know had you bothered to talk to me the past few weeks! I get that my job isn’t saving the world but it’s important to me!”

“What’s the supposed to mean? – I was just trying to do something nice!” he stares at you with wide eyes.

“Well, your ‘nice’ gesture just cost me tonight’s case,” you cross your arms over your chest, feeling slight dizzy.

Barry stares at you and then places the takeaway bad down on the floor, “Whatever,” he says, walking off.

You wanted to go after him but you felt too sick and too tired. You slump back into your shared office and sink into your chair. After realizing you had no delegated tasks for the night, you pack up your stuff and head home – you hadn’t slept in almost three days and you were surviving on coffee and the occasional protein bar. You were pretty sure you had the flu but antibiotics and cough syrup seemed to be keeping it at bay.

When you get home you toss your things to the floor an stretch out across the couch, too exhausted to haul yourself upstairs.
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You wake in the middle of the night with a cold sweat and a fever, “Barry?” you call out groggily. He hadn’t been home when you arrived but surely he’d come home now.

“Barry!” you call out louder, unable to stand up. The room seemed to be shifting from one side to the other and you place a hand on the coffee table as you steady yourself getting up.

“Whoa,” Barry is suddenly by your side with steady hands on your waist, “Are you okay?”

“I don’t feel so good,” you mumble, leaning against him.

He presses his hand to your forehead and then frowns, “You’re burning up,” he sits you upright and then rushes into the kitchen, returning with a glass of water and two tablets.

“You seemed fine earlier on tonight?” he crouches down beside you, resting a hand on your knee as you drink.

“I forgot to take antibiotics before bed. Guess the flu came crashing,” you mutter, placing the glass down and nestling back into the couch.

“If you were sick you should’ve rested,” he frowns, “You look awful.”

“That’s exactly what a girl loves to hear from her boyfriend, Bear,” you say sarcastically.

He doesn’t laugh and instead stares at you in concern, “Maybe we should get you to a hospital.”

“It’s not that serious,” you slap his hands away as he tries to lift you up.

“Have you been eating?” he asks, poking a finger into your arm. You swallow hard and shake your head.

“Okay, that’s it,” he huffs, scooping you up. Within a blink you’re standing in Star Labs with a bewildered Cisco and Caitlin staring at you.

“Can you put her on a drip or something?” Barry asks. Caitlin nods and helps you onto a bed in the next room. When she leaves, Barry sits down next to you.

“You’re so overbearing,” you groan.

“Maybe,” he shrugs, “But someone’s got to take care of you.”
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When you wake up you feel like you’d crammed a weeks’ worth of rest in.

“Feeling better?” Barry asks. He was beside you, running his fingers softly through your hair while your head rested on his shoulder.

“Mmm,” you hum, realizing you were back in your apartment, “How long have I been out?”

“Just over a day.”

You sit upright, suddenly plagued by the thought of work.

“Don’t worry. Apparently Joe and your boss go way back,” Barry says as though reading your mind, “Taylor was very concerned to hear you were in ‘hospital’ and gave you the rest of the week off.”

“What?”

Barry shrugs with a smirk, “Your boyfriend is a miracle worker,” he winks, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“My boyfriend is a saint,” you look up at him, “And your girlfriend is totally sorry for being so horrible to you the other night.”

“Hey,” he smiles warmly, “Its fine.”

“I was just frustrated with work and not being able to see you. I shouldn’t have gone off at you like that.”

“And I should’ve made time to see you. At least then I would’ve realized how sick and exhausted you were before you passed out on the couch with your skirt off. Cisco and Caitlin were quite shocked when we showed up at Star Labs.”

“WHAT?!”

“Yeah, I think in your tiredness you just pulled your skirt off and climbed onto the couch without putting pyjamas on. I didn’t realize until we got there,” he chuckles. You slap his arm and then bury your face in your hands, “I thought they were just surprised to see me.”

“More like surprised to see so much of you,” he teases.

“Shut up,” you nudge him. His laughter comes to a slow stop and he turns you to face him, “Promise me from now on we’ll make time for each other no matter what?”

“I promise,” you smile, “I don’t know if my boyfriend can keep that promise though… he’s a superhero or something.”

The 5 Ghosts of a Law Firm’s Past

Originally posted by addicted-to-suits

Every law firm has them. Strike that – every law practice, whether a government agency or a private practice law firm, has them. They are the five ghosts of legal past, and much like the three ghosts of Christmas past that drone over poor Scrooge in the story, they, too, have something to tell you. For what are we, as young lawyers, but the Scrooge’s of our own Christmas Carol? Preferably the Bill Murray version, but the animated Jim Carry version will suffice. So here they are, the five archetypal lawyers you will meet in almost any legal practice:

1. The Office Scrooge

The office scrooge is an easy one to spot. This is the lawyer that spends most of its time confined within the walls of its own office. The lights are often kept dim, and the boxes of files seem never ending. In the rare occasion that it leaves its own office, the office scrooge can be observed near the coffee maker or the lounge with a characteristic grimace on its face. Be wary of having a conversation with one too early in the morning (or, honestly, at any time). Its tenure as a lawyer has probably spanned over twenty years, so we’re talking about a partner or a chief prosecutor or something like that. Battle hardened and cynical, the office scrooge has seem some sh@t in its day, and the Korea-esque PTSD is visible. Need to know where a file is kept? Wondering about case law in a certain matter? This person probably isn’t your first go-to, unless you want to be sneered at and “buhumbugged” on your way to your cubical/windowless office. But do not be discouraged. Just like Scrooge himself, this person will come around as you move through your legal tenure at the office. You just might be surprised at how knowledgeable they can be, and willing to lend you a hand in the tightest bind. Like I said, they’ve seen some sh@t in their day – they know a thing or two.

Originally posted by thegreatnyehehe

2. The Office Daredevil 

This one is certainly no exception in the law firm or legal department setting. A daredevil not in the sense of jumping a ramp with a motorcycle, but one modeled after the Marvel Superhero that is the icon of our profession (sometimes). For those unknowing, Daredevil is a lawyer-by-day and superhero-by-night. Every firm comes complete with one. At the risk of being too gender specific, this lawyer does usually tend to be a guy. One with a daily schedule that seems to go “meeting > gym > court > gym > depositions > gym > go shopping for tight tailored shirts > gym > nightclub.” Who knows, as a younger lawyer, this might even be you! Don’t get too excited, though, because the lawyer that fits this bill perfectly is usually a partner – one with enough time and money to spend bodybuilding on weeknights and being a community hero on weekends. Although he might not fight crime per se, his heroics come in the form of marathons, charity 5K’s, and community service every single waking moment, complete with Facebook posts and all (because, if you help out the community and don’t post it on Facebook, did you even help anyone?).

Originally posted by cinexphile

3. The Litigious Lion 

Barista prepared the coffee with too much sugar? Breach of contract. Phone call from a bank while you’re on the treadmill? Violation of the FDCPA. Doesn’t really matter whether it is warranted or not, this character is always ready to sue. Over pretty much everything. So, you’ll often see this lawyer in the firm ordering lunch into the office. You might see them accidentally skipped-over when the associate makes a coffee-run. This is in no way by accident, because this person’s behavior has pretty much made isolated them from certain firm activities like lunch out, or happy-hour drinks at the local bar after work. This lawyer resembles that friend in your group that you accidentally forget to invite on the Friday night plans (every single Friday). You just can’t take them out, because whatever the situation they will find a way/reason to threaten to sue (even if it’s because they haven’t dressing on the side of the salad). Who fits this bill? Look for the senior associate that has been practicing for a few years, but finally received the jump from office-lackey to “we trust you with the trials, but please don’t f**k this up.” The newfound power makes them want to file a complaint in every which way possible – the word “settlement” does not exist in their vocabulary, to the dismay of all of the partners. So, he or she is left behind from the firm lunch outings, happy-hour events, with the hopes that they will take it down a notch before let out into the common population.

Originally posted by o-l-y-m-p-i-a

4. The Dude (Abides)

It’s true. We all have a “dude” in the practice. Now, he or she may not directly resemble the archetype that Jeff Bridges set forth in the cult classic film, but certain elements are still present. The dude will often dress too casually for the setting they are in. If you’re in a mid-sized, private practice firm, the dude might be caught in khaki slacks or a sweater-style jacket or blouse too often. If you’re in a government practice, it might resemble the same thing with the occasional pair of jeans thrown in the mix. Think the almighty corporate litigation firms are without their own “dude?” Think again – they have a few dudes, their dudes are often dude-ier than the rest of them (or as the French say, “dudiér,” probably). They present well in their brooks brothers or bespoke suits, but no sooner than walking into their own offices do the ties come undone, the jackets thrown on the chair (despite a perfect coat rack in the corner) and the sleeves rolled up. All to the dismay of the firm principle (who does he/she think they are, anyways?). Sometimes, you might even find them in an oxford shirt with button-down collar and maybe a a few days’ worth of bird growth. Not enough of a beard to qualify as a “beard,” but just enough to say “I have slept passed my alarm all week long, otherwise I would have shaved.” This is a dead giveaway. What about those in the in-house counsel setting? Well, they are probably all dudes – in fact, being a dude in the truest sense is almost a requisite to be employed as in-house counsel. Whatever setting they are in, the one sure-fire way to spot a “dude” is that they always, always abide.

Originally posted by wherehaveyoubeard

5. The Louis Litt

Perhaps the last one you want to deal with, but find yourself in the closest contact with. As a new associate, summer associate, or even law clerk – we all know the Louis. He or she is the attorney that is either in charge of the associates in a big-law firm setting (as Louis Litt’s character in the show “Suits” does), or an attorney in a private firm, government agency, or other practice environment that takes it upon themselves to…well…”foster your learning and growth as a young attorney.” Translated into English, this entails that they; bombard you with stories of how bad it was when they were an associate and good you have it, speak to you in a language of threats (which are often as hollow as a bird’s nest), and continuously refer to you not by name, but by endearing labels such as “you,” “my office, now,” or “what was your name? Whatever, file this by end of day” (because why would they learn it? You’re a glorified lackey with a Bar Card to them). As you gain experience, you will come to realize that the Louis Litt’s of our world are both a detriment to your existence and a much-needed check on those rare new associates that start day one with a “fear not, I have arrived” demeanor. We can all agree that these new associates, even members of your own cohort, are an embarrassment to all new lawyers and law school graduates alike. As they say, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Originally posted by parabataisss

Honorable Mention: The Michael Clayton

Why? Well, he or she is the firm’s fixer, just like George Clooney in “Michael Clayton.” The one you call when you’ve f**ked everything up. Which you will, at some point, do. Find this person. Love this person. Buy them coffee. They are your much-needed support.

Originally posted by marioncotillard

stand-up-hook-up-deactivated201  asked:

What class do you think each of the AWC schools would be best at? (Allegiance is great at doing _________ Mesa is best with____)

First: Thanks for asking, and for asking this question in particular! This has long been something we the mods have talked about but haven’t had a chance to get around to. All seven schools have their own strengths, and we’ll just go in line from East Coast to West Coast.

Allegiance: The Allegiance Academy stands for justice, and always has. By far its best program, or at least its most successful compared to other schools, is its Civics, History, and Law Studies courses, which, while mundane, prepares countless students to begin training with the Department of Fundamental Wizarding Rights (The FWR) and the court system. In the last thirty years, the Allegiance Academy has become the primary feeder school for those organizations, as well as a number of private, magical law firms. More students from the Allegiance Academy eventually matriculate into muggle colleges and universities than any other as well, as many of its graduates are unwilling to give up working, at least in part, for muggle communities as well. Other than law and justice, the Allegiance is a strong contender for the inter-school dueling league, rarely coming in lower than third in the last couple decades and increasingly pushing out Salem as #2 and coming up on RPI’s heels as #1. Finally, the Allegiance is one of two schools that offers a full seven year course on African Sorcery (the other being the Laveau Academy, which has a distinctly different flavor). The course covers a variety of Sub-Saharan African magical  traditions, with a predominate focus on those cultures that dwelt on the Western coast of the continent. It should also be noted that Transfiguration is a leading subject at the school, especially as the Allegiance graduates more Animagi than any other school other than the Mesa Academy.

The Salem Institute: As the oldest school in the AWC, it should not be surprising that SI is most renowned for magic having to do with the past. Salem’s History and Historiography course is one of the most renowned in the country, and unlike many magical-history classes, it involves lectures and practicums on using magic to protect, restore, and gain information from artifacts and buildings. Along that vein, SI students are masters of defensive magic. Though SI has a long running rivalry with RPI in the field of dueling, the school has always been better at training its students in defensive magic than combat sorcery, and many of its bests duelists (those who took the cup in the inter-school league) were those who could outlast their competition through powerful protective magics. Wards and sigils cast by SI grads were designed to last. Finally, Salem’s unique program of Spirit Studies teaches students the complex magics used to deal with ghosts and other incorporeal magical beings. The AWC’s most celebrated exorcists and spirit wranglers have all graduated from SI. In recent years the school has also become the foremost teacher of Arithmancy and the magic inherent in numbers and money. Needless to say, some SI students go on to be some of the savviest investors and Treasury Agents in the AWC

The Randolph-Poythress Institute (RPI): RPI has the foremost Dueling and magical combat program in the AWC, and is every year’s most likely contender in the inter-school dueling league. As the primary funnel school to the Auror’s Board and Department of National Security, the school carefully grooms students in combat sorcery and defensive magics. Not all students are expected to be warriors, however. The strong agrarian tradition of the American south-east has ensured that RPI’s Herbology courses are some of the best in the nation, leading to a renowned Potions  program as well. Many of RPI’s student potioneers go on to work at the magical hospitals and treatment centers spread across the AWC. Given Mr. Randolph’s interest in spatially warping transfiguration spells, it should not be surprising the RPI is the leading authority on teaching dimension warping magics and transfigurations of space.

The Laveau Academy: The talents of Laveau Academy students are many and diverse, and each student is preened and prompted to find their very own path to power and self-fulfillment. The school’s founder, after all, was one of the few Queens ever to rule in the AWC, and so it goes that each L.A. student has the same potential. The school is most renowned for its Divination and Scrying courses, which are actually two different classes. The divination program is by invitation only, and trains the nation’s most talented and powerful seers: those who have been blessed (or cursed) with the power of seeing into the future. The Laveau Academy does not hold that this talent can be taught. Scrying, on the other hand, is the art of gathering information about the past and present, and is open to all students willing to bend their magic to such a task. Laveau also offers a rather unique Potions curriculum that is highly flavored by the school’s use of Caribbean and Vodoun magical practices. Students not only learn the basic elixirs and tinctures of a normal course, but also the construction of magical charms and talismans such as gris-gris bags, goofer dust, love-me-not biscuits, and the balms, cures, and poisons perfected by Marie Laveau herself. Finally, the Laveau Academy is renowned for its Charms courses, which are also highly influenced by the preferences of its founder. Bewitchments, bedevilments, and ensnarements of all sorts are taught to Laveau Academy students, and you be hard pressed to find students better at creating glamours, magically swaying emotions, or befuddling one’s wits than Laveau graduates. Finally, the school offers courses that specifically focus on magical practices that are of African origin. Unlike the Allegiance Academy, however, the African Sorcery course at the Laveau Academy has a strongly Caribbean and, indeed, American feel to it, and draws its influences from Vodoun and Santerian traditions.

Black Gate Academy: Founded on the magical traditions started in Northern and Eastern Europe, and especially those taught at Durmstrang, it is not surprising that Black Gate’s magical practices have something primal about them, and its best courses do not require the use of wands or other magical focii. The mid-western school is most renowned for its Enchantment courses, which is unique amongst the Seven Schools. Enchantment involves the study and creation of magical objects, as well as their safe use and, where necessary, destruction. Required for the first five years and then elective at the EWE level, Enchantment is a very physical magic that requires students learn skills ranging from forgecraft to weaving to glass blowing. Along the same vein, Black Gate’s Ancient Runes and Calligraphy course teaches students the magic inherent in words and symbols, especially those first charged with power in the ancient days of wizarding history. The school’s Care of Magical Creatures course is second only to the Mesa Academy’s for breadth and depth. The school is, however, is best known for teaching ancient traditions for modern magical practice, which goes hand in hand with its unusual take on Defense Against the Dark Arts courses. It is not unusual to see Black Gate alumni using salt to increase the potency of their wards, or pulling together a particularly tricky charm with a drop of their own blood, as they saw their professors do in school. They know the old ways, at Black Gate. 

The Mesa Academy: The only school in the AWC to not only host but mandate a seven year intensive in Native American Magical Practices, the Mesa Academy is dedicated to its founder’s original cause of preserving and passing on the magical traditions of the First Americans. This drive spreads into all aspects of study, of course, but the ceremonies of the various American tribes, from the cold coastal waters of Washington to the sunny swamps of Florida, are taught over the course of all seven years. Transfiguration is the school’s second greatest achievement in its own eyes, though, if asked, the rest of the AWC would probably mention it first. More Animagi graduate from Mesa than any other school in the known magical world. The art of transforming the self is given great respect at Mesa, and it focuses far less on the outwardly aimed transformations taught at other schools. Care of Magical Creatures is probably the schools most intensive program, started in the third year of study and completed almost entirely in the field, when possible. The school believes it is better for students to witness magical creatures in their own environment than try to understand them in the confines of a strange place. As such, the upper-level portions of the course has often taken week long journeys outside the confines of the AWC to places as far away as Brazil and Japan to study magical creatures. Given the travel schedule, the course meets less often, and often consumes the otherwise lengthy breaks of students who wish to advance to the EWE level. Finally, Mesa has recently gained a reputation as the school to go to if one is interested in working in the field of Magi-Astrophysics, as its Astronomy program, once ridiculed by other schools as a soft option, is now at the forefront of that field.

La Academia Occidental: LAO is hands down the best school to attend if your interest is in Healing Magic. The school, which has a number of partnerships with magical hospitals all over the world, begins intensive training in healing in the third year for those students with the desire to learn, and by the fifth year begins dispatching students as interns during the summer breaks to gain hands-on experience. Those who lack the talent or the stomach for healing are often herded politely out of the program and into something better suiting their talents. Herbology, at LAO, is a highly respected field, and takes advantage of California’s rich soils to grow the most extensive collection of healing herbs to found anywhere in the AWC. LAO is also, despite its somewhat stern, Catholic, beginnings, the nation’s most renowned school of art, and offers courses and private studies in dance, theater, music, writing, and the creative art. It maintains adjunct faculty in all of these fields who meet with students once a week to discuss their progress and provide instruction. Far from being purely mundane, the school’s art program teaches the subtle magics that can imbued and drawn from both performance and creation, and there is no finer academy of stage-magic and creative sorcery anywhere in the western hemisphere. Finally, LAO offers courses in a number of Asiatic Magical Practices. Chinese feng-shui, Japanese paper-magic, and even Mongolian steppe sorcery are just a sample of all the practices covered from the third year on for interested students.

Of course none of these should be applied to all students. There are certainly RPI students who are masters of charms, and Laveau students who can’t brew a potion to save their lives, and LAO students who become animagi. These are just what the schools, on the whole, are best at.

In 4 years nobody asked Barba why he became a prosecutor, if he worked in private law firm before, how he can afford his lifestyle, whose yacht the f@#k was he on but at least we learned that Tucker made living hell of people´s lives because of his failed marriage. YAY :) 

Lawyer-client/politics Mabinaldo AU

Apolinario Mabini is one the best of lawyers in the country, having not only graduated with a summa cum laude when he received his degree, but also topping the bar with a near 100% examination grade with all subjects. But unlike other lawyers who’d rather go into private practice in big law firms, he instead chose to be PAO lawyer, preferring to serve the less fortunate ones, coming from a less fortunate family like himself.

So imagine his surprise when the infamous Cavite politician Emilio Aguinaldo himself walked into the PAO office to meet him personally. Mabini is surprised to see charismatic Kawit Representative and is a bit wary at first, not because he has anything against the man, but he’s actually wary of strangers in general. His clients doesn’t count because he knows that it’s all business.

So when Emilio asks him to be his legal adviser, Mabini relaxes because it’s all business, besides how can anyone resist a man who’s so passionate about their motherland?

So they develop a pattern, at day, he’s a PAO lawyer and in his private practice, he’s Emilio’s legal adviser, and the consultation is usually done in coffee shops and restaurants. Slowly, their conversations turns away from the law and more about each other. And Mabini finds himself looking forward to their almost daily meetings.

One day, an old friend of Mabini, Andres Bonifacio, a party-list Representative, comes to visit him, and the two talk about old times. Having lost track of time, Mabini completely forgot that he and Emilio were supposed to meet in a coffee shop not far from the office, so when Emilio came in looking haggard and surprised to see Mabini talking with Bonifacio, Mabini (harshly) mentally scolded himself for not checking his phone.

Aguinaldo ang Bonifacio were not unfamiliar with each other, as they both work in the House of Representatives, and when Bonifacio asked how Aguinaldo and Mabini knew each other, Aguinaldo answers, in a cold, emotionless voice, “I’m his client.” Before excusing himself and leaving.

The paralytic is stunned by the words and Bonifacio is surprised at his fellow Congressman’s action and his old friend’s seemingly hurt and confused face.

Mabini knew that it wasn’t a lie. The reason why Emilio came to him in the first place was to ask for his advice in aid of legislation, but is their relationship merely lawyer-client?

Seeing that it must be his cue to leave, Bonifacio bids Mabini farewell and tells him that they should keep in touch, leaving a confused Mabini.

The following day, after the day’s session at the House of Representatives, Bonifacio surprises Aguinaldo when he leaves for the day and asks (bluntly) if he has likes Mabini.

Used to the other Congressman’s bluntness even in their debates, Aguinaldo doesn’t answer. Buy it was enough for Bonifacio who says, “Buhok walis na nga, torpe pa!” He eventually tells Aguinaldo that if he likes Mabini he should go and tell the man, and warns him that should he break Mabini’s heart, he will personally shave off Aguinaldo’s hair before leaving the other legislator alone.

Back at the PAO office, it’s business as usual for Mabini, but feels as if he’s lost something important. As he was about to leave the office, Emilio meets him and asks him for dinner. “No hiding behind the veil of asking legal advice, this time. Just a man interested in another man asking him out.”

Mabini is very happy and says yes and Aguinaldo admits that the first meeting was actually all about business, but he started to develop feelings for the other man as he slowly got to know him, and Mabini too, admits the same.

Mabini admits that it’s his first official date and Aguinaldo promises that it will be his best.

((May kasunod pa ‘to pero mas seryoso politics-heavy talaga. Medyo angst-y din. Post ko ba?))

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