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Monday, October 23, First Period

The classroom doesn't look much different than it did during Parents Weekend, except for the addition of a large tropical fish aquarium against one wall. In it are swimming five very content looking fish. If it doesn't seem to have any significance to the topic of Prophecy, that's because...well, it doesn't. Aziraphale just likes the fish.

"Today we're going to cover several somewhat lesser utilized methods of divination. Specifically, we'll be talking about elemental methods and handful of what you could call the most common of the less common -- including my personal favorite, the reading of tea leaves. There's even a form of divination using specially designed computer programs, although that one is somewhat under dispute."

LECTURE:
Geomancy (earth)
Pyromancy (fire)
Hydromancy (water)
Aeromancy (atmopheric conditions)
Tasseography/Tasseomancy (tea)
Numerology (numbers)
Bibliomancy (books)
Cybermancy (computer programs)

Class Participation:
"In honor of our recent Parents Weekend experience, I'd like each of you to share one thing about the past three days that you wish you'd read a prophecy about beforehand."

Homework:
"To prepare for next week's class, I want you to write briefly about a historical personage associated with prophecy, telling whether you'd like to change places with that person, and why or why not."

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Bel turned serious. "If any bounty hunters come after me...don't try to talk to them down, Blair. You'll just get yourself killed."

"First off, I'm almost positive that bounty hunters who are after you aren't going to look at me and think 'hey, that hippie looks like our demons buddy'." Blair grinned. "Secondly, I'm all about running for help if things look bad."

It wasn't the truth most of the time, but he wasn't willing to risk Bel's life on his negotiation skills.

Bel nodded. "Zotar demons are bad news. They're not all that tough, but they can track and they're pretty focused on their goal when they have one."

"Is that the kind of demon you are?" Blair asked, taking a couple of quick notes.

Bel shook his head. "No, I'm a...well, we don't really have a word for it. Just upper level demon."

"You're a yuppie demon?" Blair snickered.

Bel glared. "I'm a member of the Brotherhood of the Thorn and an elite servant of the Source," he said. "You don't get much higher up than that."

"*cough*yuppie*cough*" Blair teased.

"I am not!"

"Neither are you a member of the brothers of the hoodies or an elite lapdog of the source." Blair shrugged. "That's in the past."

"Once you're a member of the Brotherhood, you're a member for life," Bel said reluctantly. "We share a blood bond."

"So what does that mean? You have to pay dues or show up for the brotherhood reunions? Get hit up for couch space whenever a fellow brother comes into town?"

Bel shook his head and laughed. "Something like that," he said.

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