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"I bet the internet has a recipe! What's in it?" She'll show Wei Wuxian the cupboard of assorted cereals, though. They have Cheerios and cornflakes and bran flakes and granola and muesli, as well as a big canister of quick oats (the instant oatmeal packets are overpriced), and milk or yogurt and fresh fruit in the fridge. 

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He pours himself some cereal and instead of answering the question says "when am I going to have to go to school?"

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“When we have a school placement for you. A week or two, I imagine.” Sunny smile. “At which point it would be nice if you did attend. Can we talk a little bit now about why you were skipping school before? Were you being bullied?”

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"School teaches two kinds of things: shit I already know and useless shit. Put me in college and maybe I'll go."

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Given his reading habits so far, Evelyn could actually sort of believe that. Also it matches her stereotype that Asian kids are academic overachievers Evelyn tries not to be someone who gets stuck blindly in her stereotypes, but - well, there are a lot of kids where this would sound like motivated bragging to get out of a thing they hate, and with Wei Wuxian– well, it's still also that, but it's not unreasonable of him to hate school if it feels like, and arguably is, a waste of time he could be using on learning more advanced material instead. 

"Hmm. I think college admissions do want a high school transcript, love. We can see about getting you into an accelerated program, if you think you could pass the senior year exams on the subjects you'd want to study in college next year?" 

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"I can. I could probably pass freshman year, too."

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Nod. "I'll see what we can do about letting you test out of subjects you're ahead in rather than making you cool your heels in a classroom for a whole semester." How much progress she can make on that is unfortunately going to depend on which social worker he's assigned, but - well, it doesn't seem complicated to make the case that this is in Wei Wuxian's best interest and will help him settle. 

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"I don't want to learn English either. It's stupid."

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Evelyn can't help grinning. "What, the essays on symbolism? Yeah, my son used to complain bitterly about those. I used to tell him that it's practice for when your boss wants a three-page writeup on your team's project for tomorrow morning and you don't have three pages of stuff to say." 

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"I will be so good at my job that no one will make me do bullshit writeups."

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"You might! But I think even programmers at big companies sometimes have to do writeups like that. My friend Krystal's brother is a programmer in Vegas, we can ask him next time he's in town." Shrug. "Is there anything you would like writing about? Might be able to get you an alternate credit for English if you're, like, 'I wrote a book of sonnets where each poem is a math lesson' or something." 

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He considers this. "That sounds really stupid."

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"You might be able to get it published for money! Though my point was, can you come up with anything you don't think is stupid, that involves writing? I can't guess for you, I don't know much about your interests other than math and programming, but maybe think about it?" She stands up. "I'm going to go check if anyone got back to me about Yanli." 

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He wants to go out and cause trouble.

...He senses that there is much less trouble available in the suburbs of Reno than in Las Vegas, especially if you do not have a car and don't want to commit to stealing one at this juncture. 

He settles for texting Lan Wangji dick jokes. 

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(This is, indeed, perhaps part of the point of placing him here! And Evelyn does have a car and knows the neighborhood really, really well, and it wouldn't be the first time she's chased down a child who had tried to slip out the door while she was occupied elsewhere in the house.) 

Evelyn checks her email. Finds a moderately passive-aggressive response from Yanli's social worker's office, from the weekend duty receptionist based on the footer, saying that she Can't Just Hand Out Information To Anyone Who Asks For It and Evelyn will have to ask Wei Wuxian's social worker to call. 

...Wei Wuxian doesn't currently have a social worker, almost certainly won't until Monday, and it's unacceptable to just ignore everything until then. Evelyn gets the fostering paperwork from last night out of her filing cabinet, photographs it, and - almost immediately runs into the usual issue where she theoretically knows the steps to transfer images from her camera SD card to the computer, she is running into a Mysterious Problem. And Jeremy isn't around. 

- you know what, whether or not it's 'unprofessional' or something is a different question from whether it will improve their rapport if she asks Wei Wuxian for help. 

 

She heads back to the kitchen. "Hey, I need a smart young person who's good with computers to rescue me - I'm trying to send proof that you're my foster kid to the office receptionist for Yanli's social worker, so they'll believe I'm not just some random person who wants Yanli's info to stalk her or something. Only I'm hopeless at this SD card file transfer thing. Can you help me out?" 

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"That is a blatant attempt to manipulate me into liking you through incompetence at computer tasks."

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Evelyn laughs. She really can't help liking Wei Wuxian, however difficult he promises to be. "Maybe! The incompetence is genuine, though, I'm sure my son Jeremy will tell you in lots of detail whenever you end up meeting him." 

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"Can I convince you that you'll be happier using Linux?"

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"You're welcome to try! You'll have to start by explaining what that is, though." She waggles the SD card at him. "While you help me get this file so I can email it." 

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Wei Wuxian begins working on the SD card.

"It's free software! As in speech, not as in beer, although you don't have to pay for Linux. Most software is unfree, which means that you can't study the program to figure out how it works, can't change the program so it does what you want, and can't give the program to other people with or without your changes. Sometimes it'll just stop you from doing things because the programmers thought you shouldn't be able to do it. And that's not right. If you bought a car, you'd be able to drive it in ways that the engineer doesn't approve of, and you can fix it when it's broken, and you can repaint it or add those stupid giant wheel things. And people should be able to do that with software too."

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"Huh!" Teenagers with political opinions are adorable Wei Wuxian will not appreciate the sentiment and Evelyn keeps any hint of it off her face. "...I have to admit, I wouldn't know the first thing to do to fix my car either, if it broke. And I get a bit nervous about free software - as in you don't have to pay for it - what if it's actually a virus? I guess if you're very clever with computers, you know how to check?" 

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This is the sort of sentence that will get her a passionate infodump about infosec from a fourteen-year-old who hasn't yet realized that not everyone knows Lisp.

It is however fairly obvious that Wei Wuxian mostly views the issue from the "wanting to put viruses on other people's computers" side.

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Evelyn is pretty sure she's not the right person to lecture Wei Wuxian on why one should not put viruses on other people's computers! She'll have to mull on whether she can arrange a visit from a friend who can sneak in some advice in a way that won't utterly backfire. In the meantime, she can be genuinely interested in a passionate infodump even if she's not entirely following a lot of it. 

Is her SD file issue being solved? She does want to promptly email back Yanli's passive-aggressive social worker with the photos attached, to point out that a) here is photographic proof that she's not some random person and is in fact fostering Wei Wuxian, and b) there is not a name filled out for "social worker" in the paperwork she got, so no, she cannot get his social worker to call. 

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Well, he seems to be doing things on the computer, at any rate.

Eventually he says, "here you go."

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"Thank you!" Though not too effusively, teenagers find that weird. "I'll let you get back to whatever you were doing before I bothered you with this. - and I can't promise anything, but my hope is that if I send this to your sister's social worker, she'll send me a phone number. Maybe even later today if we get very lucky." 

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