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Options exist for all of us. Some are more palatable than others, of course, but in general, it’s a fact that options do exist in most situations.
We can try to be rational about things; we can try to be irrational, too. We can run into danger head-first, or even run away from it screaming bloody murder. The only thing that matters is the effect we want and the effect we get, most of the time.
Success, in a political sense, is measured by you getting what you want with the least cost to anyone or anything you care for in the process. Failure is a deferment of that success with varying costs applied to that deferment as well, naturally.
The question, really, is how do you measure success in more ambiguous situations?
Say, just as a random example, when you race to save your friend from becoming a semi-human barbecue, while partly blinded and far too high in the air for most people’s sanity to handle due to your own poorly tested rune work? What exactly is the win status on that theoretical situation?
Her survival? Your survival? The survival of the world’s political climate as it currently stands, perhaps? Or, and just hear me out on this one, maybe the win would be something completely unexpected which blows the other options out of the water just by existing?
Let’s call that one ‘Option D’, shall we? Any guesses what Hannah’s up to today?
Events unfold, including but not limited to:
People yelling and crying on a balcony,
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Hannah crying in her bedroom for some reason,
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And as for Fena…well?
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is your run-of-the-mill All-America boy. Ne'er the two shall meet. One day, they swap bodies. This will be in the POV of the two as they shift from on another.
