----[b]ZEKE[b]---
“Mmm, nothing wrong with being known for botany. I wouldn't say it's all you're good at so much as all they've tried to do. Understand what I'm saying? If you find something that works and you enjoy it well enough, why not farm?” Zeke said, drumming the tips of his fingers together before switching to the table tap tap tapping to his own beat. “First of all, buerocratic horse shit is just that—horse shit. Low class or not, it beats sitting in a stuffy office all day,” he added, not even thinking about the fact that he spent a vast majority of his days at a desk in a stuffy room surrounded by books. That is, if he could help it.
“But,” he added when she mentioned her actual field of study, “If botany isn't your thing, don't fuckin' do it. You have an aptitude for exolinguistics and if it's something you enjoy and you want to work with the Galactic Federation to be a linguist, then shit, that's what you should do, and will do if you work hard enough at it.” He leaned back, continuing his drumming until he realized what he was doing, quickly pulling his hands into a lap, clasping them as if to keep them from moving on their own. The double dose was starting to take effect. “You said that you grow plants that have effects like chellix? Interesting. I'd bet you could make a lot of money if it's a healthier way of consuming it,” he said offhandedly, quickly moving from topic to topic.
“I put stuff like that off all of the time. Only reason I didn't wait until the last second was because I wanted to reserve my seat in my particular classes,” Zeke said with a sheepish grin, “I could eat, certainly. I wouldn't want to make you cook, especially since I rarely cook. I usually order take out.” His cheeks colored admitting to this laziness, but he kept his steady grin to show that that was something he wasn't going to be changing any time soon. “Besides, I can cover us if we're hungry.”
---MAGALI---
Tomorrow then, Magali thought, Tomorrow I'll go to see if I can find a job. What am I going to do about money until then? She needed her books as soon as possible, but surely she could wait at least until the first day of class to order them. After all, everything was digital, so she could have access to it instantly the second she did have any readings. She would make this work, no matter what. Her being an escort would only be temporary. I hope... Magali hid that she had anything else on her mind and offered up a smile, “We should! We may have some generals together, but I'm guessing you won't be taking Advanced Archaic Sketching.” She laughed as she said this. No one drew with lead anymore, but it was one of her favorite mediums. It was a class she'd had to apply to get into, but upon seeing her work, she was admitted no problem. Now, it was all a matter of money.
Magali peered over the shoulders to each of the artists, noting both strengths and weakenesses in each of their work and thinking to herself what she'd do differently, but then, these were probably second or third year students. She would be out of her place correcting them. She stayed silent and chose instead to focus on their strengths. “The museum sounds nice! I'd love to see it! Or Class Acts, honestly,” The last part was added as more options came to the table, and Magali wanted to see it all. Something told her that she would be.