find gainful employment

[mrmage]

The following day, Sadde goes to town at a reasonable time to buy a tiny cactus with some of the proceeds from his terribly tedious job, and sneaks it into the bag with his clothing he brings to Isabella's room. It is inside a cute little box, which he offers Isabella the following morning when she wakes up, saying, "Happy three-month anniversary!"

Comments

[eclipsi]

"I love you too."

[mrmage]

More snuggles!

"There's the annual job fair the day after tomorrow," he comments.

[eclipsi]

"I was planning to skip it. Are you going?"

[mrmage]

"I think I am. Why are you skipping it?"

[eclipsi]

"It's a lot of walking around and I already have a career plan that won't need to get any more specific until they have yet another career fair. I might go with you, I guess, but we wouldn't be looking at many of the same booths."

[mrmage]

"Fair enough. I haven't actually looked at any prospects, I only have this vague notion that people will pay me a lot of money to fix them and de-age them once I can do that, but."

[eclipsi]

"Yeah, my advantage is that there's a centralized place I can sign up with."

[mrmage]

"Also I'm not sure what I'm going to be doing in the time between graduating and actually being a competent healer. And I'm wondering if they'll let me, like, intern somewhere, or something."

[eclipsi]

"They might. I honestly don't have a great interim plan either. College perhaps."

[mrmage]

"Prrrobably community college in my case, if that."

[eclipsi]

"There aren't magic colleges as such the way there's magic high schools but you could look into scholarships," she says. "I think the government likes giving scholarships to eclipsed, if nothing else, and you're bright enough to pick up more, write some essays, ace some tests."

[mrmage]

"Oh the joy of standardized testing and essay writing."

[eclipsi]

She prods him in the chest. "They're pretty joyful if you get a few thousand bucks a pop, I think."

[mrmage]

He giggles. "I suppoooooose that's enough incentive to get me through it," he sighs dramatically.

[eclipsi]

"But the career fair might give you an interim idea."

[mrmage]

"Yeah. What would you major in, if you went to college, do you think?"

[eclipsi]

"I'm not sure. It's not like I need a credential to make a living. Maybe I'd go comp sci, I'm thinking of looking into programming when I have my eidetic working."

[mrmage]

"Ooh, that sounds fun. I think going to med school would be completely useless even if thematically appropriate. Comp sci sounds interesting, especially if I manage to finagle my way into the same college as you."

[eclipsi]

"Med school aiming at diagnostics might not be worthless," she says, "but probably not worth the time investment, they work med students really hard and you'd barely have more magic coming out than going in." Her hand's trailing idly over his chest in random patterns. "I was actually thinking comp sci because I think psionic tech is going to explode in the next decade or two and I want to be there - precog is my baseline occupation."

[mrmage]

He looks down at her hand and smiles. "Well, that's a much better reason than mine."

[eclipsi]

"I mean, it also sounds fun, but lots of things would be fun and I'm not going to major in English and do recreational Shakespeare scholarship."

[mrmage]

He makes a face. "Majoring in English does not sound fun."

[eclipsi]

"Maybe not for you. I like old British fiction."

[mrmage]

"Well I don't hate old British fiction but it's my impression there's a lot of essay writing and finding meaning where there's none in an English major."

[eclipsi]

"There's meaning! I mean, I'm sure some people make shit up but it's not a requirement."