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Bring in Tafton

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A fireplace is lit lightly in the background while Principal Nevoh
Beethoven's symphony plays gracefully from the recordplayer.

Principal: "You know... Tafton, you can sit here, all day, listening to art..."
Tafton: "Sir I-"
Principal: "Not even knowing the true beauty behind it, until the record stops... and you look around, and wonder what you were doing that entire time"
Tafton: "..."
Principal: "There's a reason why... this is the only record I play each day... before I switch to another..."
Tafton: "I know where you're going with this... b-but it's not what you think..."
Principal: "Tafton, Dear Tafton, it's been a whole year since I last saw you in my office... let's just enjoy the moment... this one's a classic... yes... number 9."

They sit quietly, the principal leaning back into his own world, while Tafton sat across from him crouching over himself glimpsing off to the side while listening.
Moments pass by and the song ends.

Principal: You see dear Tafton... it's as lively as life itself... and well, when the music ends... that's it. you may flip it over to reveal a different side of it... but no matter what you do, it would only play the memories..

The principal stands up from his chair and faces the window.

Principal: "You know, my Father taught me that... to enjoy the music while it lasted, who knows what rubbish to come next... I see you out working on your own little inventions on my way here to work and... I can't tell if you're living for today... the future... or if it's just a phase! Your grades are slipping, your life at home... I may have no concern over other students but... you're parents seem to give me a feeling that..."

Tafton looks up worried.

"They have somewhat a cold shoulder do they not?"

Tafton: (quite literally..) "Their... sense of humor hasn't changed much..."

The principal frowns at him and sits back down

Principal: "That's really quite depressing... It's hard seeing that I seem not to connect with them.. But yes... to business... I always see you sitting alone at the lunch table, and grades slipping in class participation... is there some communication issues?"

Tafton: "Not... really..."

Principal: We don't want time to fly by, just for you to find that after you're done with your little trinkets, there's nothing left for you to do with them... no one to show them to... no one to give acknowledge to-"

Tafton: ... I-it's really none of-

Principal: "My business? well... you're right on that... so, are you saying you want to leave? Do you want me to consider that you're just giving up life of fulfillment?"

Tafton: "Y-yes... please..."

The principal nods Tafton that he's free to go, with a blank expression on his face as he follows him out the door, to close it behind him.

Tafton walks to his locker to unload his belongings

Tafton: "That vision... I know there's another world out there... They look just like us... I know one day I will find a way of meeting them... I just know it"
I was going to start Tafton with an animation... to atleast have the music playing... but that would of taken too long so... here's the script.

in case ya don't remember or know Tafton, he's the one on the right of my TNT picture [link]
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