Fixer-Uppers [Wednesday]

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William had to admit, he'd paid very little attention to politics up to this point. After all, there had only been three federal elections in his time to date, two of which he was too young to remember all that much about and the third of which had occured while he was here in Fandom.

So it was really quite surprising, then, how insistent every functioning computer at Fixer-Uppers was on him filling out some sort of quiz called a Vote Compass.

"It's not as if I can actually vote," William found himself grumbling as he fumbled his way through the questions.

[ooc: This post brought to you by that quiz initially deciding I ought to vote Liberal. Crashing now, but should be around for most of the morning & then evening after work, yay.]

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On his way back to the dorms from Tony's labs, Ender came by Fixer-Uppers, and realised he hadn't spoken to William in a while. Now that he was feeling more human, if tired, it didn't seem like the worst kind of burden, either, so he pushed open the door. "Morning."

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"A good one, I hope, Ender," there was a slight hesitation, but at least he did remember that he needn't use the other boy's surname.

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"So far, it hasn't been a disappointment," Ender said, neglecting to mention that due to lack of sleep, his internal time sense was a little off on whether it was evening, night, morning, or something else. "How about yours? I hope the systems have been behaving."

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"If by behaving you mean insisting on educating me about an election whose outcome I cannot possibly have any sort of effect on, then yes," William said, choosing to ignore the fact that he was ascribing human characteristics to what were (as far as he knew, in any case) entirely inanimate objects.

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... He'd left for a walk that morning. Jane must have gotten bored. Oi.

"Canadian elections?" Ender guessed, in lieu of letting William in on the fact that he had a friend who was a computer program who was most definitely not inanimate.

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"The fourth in seven years, apparently," William confirmed with a nod.

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"Politics are rarely stable or easy to predict," Ender mused, walking up to the counter. "Though I don't remember how this one pans out. I should have paid more attention in history class."

That was a highly ironic joke, not that William could know it.

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"Well, I shan't take you to task for that, even if I can list every Prime Minister who's held office so far in my own time." That was because the list consisted of all of two names, so. Yes, that would be William's attempt at a joke.

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Ender's mouth curled up into a slight smile. "Most of my knowledge tends to be more arcane, anyway," he offered, "I think I remember something about Wellington's boots..."

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"Rather innovative, those," William had to admit with an answering grin. "And to be honest, my knowledge of politics isn't much more extensive than a handful of names." A pause, as he clicked more answers on the quiz. "Which is why any result this quiz gives me will be of rather dubious merit."

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"So why take it?" Ender asked, glancing over. "You could just read a book."

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"I suppose... because it's there, and I'd planned to make use of the computers today, so I'm hoping if I complete this utterly pointless task I shall be permitted to do so."

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"First time you've tried?" Ender asked.

He was mostly trying to figure out whether he should be yelling at Jane over this. Shh.

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Droid baby Susannah had been bundled into a lovely, fresh, pink floral romper. The girl tending her looked ... not quite so fresh.

"It's your turn to take her," Quinn said, offering the baby to William. "She cried all last night unless I held her."

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"You do look as if you haven't got much sleep," William observed, proving that sometimes even ingrained Victorian politeness only went so far when you were... somewhat socially awkward. And speaking of awkward, so was the way he took the droid baby into his arms.

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"Thanks," Quinn said, in a way that indicated the social awkwardness had not gone unnoticed. "Free advice, if and when you actually have a kid, don't tell the mother that."

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William blushed scarlet as he became aware of that little social gaffe. "My apologies," he stammered out. "I didn't mean- I just- it's my turn, right. Good." He was just going to attempt to salvage what little dignity he had left, here.

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"Right," Quinn said. She was pleased by the blush; it proved she hadn't totally lost her touch for discomfiting the meek(ish). "Your turn. I'll pick her up Friday, if we can find a sitter for the dance."