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Connor kept his annoyance at having his question ignored to himself, though inside he was already having doubts if he should or went along with this whole 'ancient literature club' business. He kept his usual grumpy look on his face, attempting his best to hide his reaction to the situation, and secretly deciding his acting skills might as well be used here so if nothing else, this session would be a nice little practise for it.
He deceptively went over to a seat in the corner, the furthest away from everybody, calmly and sat upon it gently, though in reality wished to be grumbling under his breath and sit in it in a stroppy manner, as he slumped in it casually.

He then sat silently with his usual sour expression as things took their course. A silent girl walked in a few moments after he sat down, knocking on the door gently and quietly having sat down by herself with little attempt to socialise. So far, Connor liked her the best. Shortly after, an enthusiastic newcomer arrives who chattily barges in with goofy enthusiasm, giving a hearty greeting to one of the pupils, seeming to know the long haired redhead called Taryn, the newcomer then decides to sit next to, and taking a quick spin on the office chair. The girl named Taryn was also very pleased to see him in turn, giving him a short excited hug before they sat down. Connor decided these energetic souls would be happier in a sports club than literature meeting, but then again you can never know the interests of people just with slightly, kinda meeting them, sorta. The same girl confirmed this meeting would soon be underway, having been asked about it by the newcomer named Elliot, something which Connor seemed somewhat happy about, to get this potential chore over and done with.

Connor looked around at the present members of this new 'ancient literature club'; the previously mentioned Elliot and Taryn, pair of them athletic red heads and obviously good friends even to Connor's some what less-than-speedy skills of deduction, the girl seeming to be in charge of this whole thing.
Also a pair who knew each other was a rather well dressed young man with a stern looking and black hair, sitting alongside an extremely nervous, innocent seeming, brunette girl, the later whispering something to her friend with obvious concern, to which Connor hoped wasn't something to do with him being here, though he shook his head deciding he shouldn't be so paranoid.
The other two girls, like himself, didn't seem to recognise a single person there either, a thin looking hooded girl with a star on her forehead, and the quiet tall blonde from early, both keeping to themselves as Connor slumped in his chair a little further, deciding it would be a hassle and waste of effort to interact with anyone yet, more down to unwilling to actually speak than anything else, and began running old martial arts matches through his head instead.

A moment quickly afterwards, another arrival had appeared, this time a frizzy haired and spectacled boy who rolled in announcing himself fairly moodily to be late and in a wheelchair, seeming to assume everyone was going to be condescending about it, before greeting them all it what seemed to Connor an apologetic tone, to which he gave a grunt of; "No problem mate, think most of us weren't exactly on time here, bunch of hassle it is.", though it was fairly difficult to hear other than a half hearted mumble. It was then when Taryn announced the meeting shall begin.

The apparent leader started with her own opinion on the matter after announcing the true intention of the club, with believing the government was scaremongering about love, that love would solve more issues than cause, and that the ancient literature would back her on this, and finally the ban on it was simply wrong. Although Connor didn't quite agree with her words on the ancient literature, since the plays often had it much like a double edged sword, but decided it would be easier for him to hear other peoples comments on this.
Next was the stern looking boy, called Kirito, voicing his disdain for the government though though their ban was pointless due to his skepticism in the concept of love, something which Connor somewhat shared himself.
It was then followed by the hooded girl's, Katherine, thoughts on it, which was love is a great and wonderful force that brought humans closer together with more compassion and care, especially to those compared in more stricter areas of the government regime. Connor seemed to be enjoying himself at the whole debate, he liked it when opinions were being fired around the room, slumping in his chair with a quiet grin as he listened in casually.

Then came an interesting point by the frizzy haired boy in the wheelchair, on that what if the books were faked. He then went on to say that a good amount of books are fictional after all, and demand on how it could possibly be explained how banning love was a poor idea, as well as some simple facts why he should believe otherwise. Connor had a feeling this one was going to be pretty much pedantic throughout their meeting, well, if Connor had any understanding of the word.
Shortly afterwards, the quiet,tall, blonde, known as Miranda, suddenly began scribbling something down on a notepad, to reveal it was a message of her own contribution to the debate and washing away Connor's look of bafflement. It revealed she was unable to communicate verbally, had experienced love first hand, believes the government have made the ban hastily without thinking of future generations and that cloning was slowly degrading and becoming inefficient. Connor nodded in somewhat approval at the last comment, after all he believed the old plays he had enjoyed were very much rooted in reality, if somewhat exaggerated, and was fascinated that she had fallen in love before.

He then cleared his throat before sitting up straight, an act his teacher soften wished to be done in their classes, and announced; "I'm gonna speak now, if that's alright with you lot." He gave a quick stretch with arms out with a little whine of content with the loosening muscles before he began his piece. "Well, thing is, uh, I been reading some of the old books myself, mostly plays by this well good bloke called Shakespeare, really good stuff he did, very wordy though, and old too. Anyways, most of his stuff had been banging about love in it quite a bit, hate too but that's not what we're on about, some of them even being the main theme of a play. A lot of them portray love as something a lot of the characters wanted, as if it was, I dunno, an amazing thing for them, or like, the best feeling their is, and some would even go as far as killing and stealing and all-sorts for it, right, which is probably why the government wanted it banned and helps build things to their side." He then looked around to check if anyone was actually paying attention before carrying on and taking a breath for more of his rambling, with an obvious strain for words on his face. "But here's the weird bit, some of his plays put it in a more happier light, like, a pair of lovers weathering the storm of a whole load of bad things happening to them, and showing big heaps of devotion and care and things,which shows the government ain't exactly checked everything with it in since they contradict what they want shown. Now these plays are super old, like, before this government old so im guessing back then, they had a lot of fiction but a lot less to work with, yeah, so, uh, guess it's with more real in them than newer stuff. I'm pretty much here because of the ancient literature and just curious on this whole love stuff."

Connor then slumped back down in his seat to relax lazily and utter almost an afterthought; "Oh, and my names Connor."