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Good Omens...And Bad: Prophecy in Theory and Practice, Class Seven

Monday, October 16, First Period

In addition to the usual comfy chairs and breakfast spread, there are several stacks of books scattered about the room.

"Good morning. Today we're going to do something a little different. I know that lately, you've had to deal with some rather difficult topics in this class. Prophecy isn't an easy subject, and that's especially true for those of you who've already had first-hand experience with it. So today, I want you to take some time to decompress. Work with your project group if you like, catch up on some reading-" He nodded toward the books. "Or just talk quietly with your friends. I'll be here all period for anything that you'd like to discuss with me, any questions you might have about the class, or anything else. There are handouts for you that cover the class topics for today. Those of you enrolled in the lab will find some of this material familiar, but there's more in-depth information here for you.

Also, I'll need to speak with Miss Belacqua, Miss Brown, and Miss Nitt before the end of class today."

Handouts:
Chieromancy #1
Chieromancy #2
Chrystallomancy #1
Chrystallomancy #2
Chrystallomancy #3
Cartomancy #1
Cartomancy #2
Astrology/Astromancy

Homework: Look up the astrological chart for your date of birth. Write out a simple description of what it says about your personality, and note any differences of opinion between your own perception of yourself and what the chart says." [ooc: You only need to enter information for date/time/place to get a reading. Make up something for the time unless your canon is OCD enough to provide it for you.]

A Note on Group Projects: The first stage of class projects is due November 13. Remember, this is the part where you write your own prophecy. Once the projects are turned in, I will assign them to another group to be interpreted.

Syllabus
Class Roster
Classes Linkdrop

Absences:
~~Lyra Belacqua: one class, one lab~~ excused
~~Lavendar Brown: one class~~ excused
Agnes Nitt: one lab

[ooc: Apologies for wimping out on today's class. I promise there'll be twice as much effort put into next week's. And yes, we're a little off the syllabus. I'll be updating it soon. ~~Please wait for~~ OCD threads are up.]

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Dawn gave him a Look as she sat down with her books. "Should you be out of bed?"

"If not, it's only because I could use some more sleep." Dean smiled reassuringly at her. "I'm fine, really."

"Yuh huh. Of course I believe that," she informed him, clearly not believing him at all. "How much pain are you in?"

Dean sighed. "I'm mostly just stiff. I didn't break or rupture anything, just got bruised all to hell. Sammy told you what happened?"

She nodded. "Yup. Right down to tail. I'm glad you're home safe, by the way."

"Thanks. So am I." He made a face. "I really hate rats."

"I guess them being all people-sized didn't help things?" Dawn was mostly sympathetic. "Any particular reason, or just the general rodent thing?"

"The tails," Dean said, wrinkling his nose in distaste. "And I would've said it before one tried strangling my brother. And they've got beady little rodent eyes."

"Okay, so...not getting Dean a pet rat for his birthday. Gotcha."

Dean chuckled. "Yeah, I'd appreciate that. I'm definitely not a rat person. Maybe more of a dog person. Or a cat person. I don't know for sure; we've never had any pets."

"My Willow and her, er, roommate," Dawn hedged, not wanting to say something that might not be true about this Willow, "had a cat, but there was a tragic crossbow incident that I had absolutely nothing to do with. No pets for me since then, sadly."

Dean winced. "Ouch. Y'know, I asked for a dog for my fourth birthday and got a little brother instead. Since then, well, little brother kinda trumps dog."

"Do you still want a dog?" Dawn grinned, "Since I assume your dad won't let you give Sam back?"

"I dunno," Dean said, shrugging. "Never really thought about it -- the dog, I mean. Though I never thought about trading Sammy in for one either. He's always been enough."

"You could have both?" Dawn said, "Since you're going to stay here for a while?"

"Maybe," Dean said thoughtfully. He looked at her. "Do you like dogs? I mean when they're not sorta your sister?"

"Uh...sure?" Dawn was confused, unsure exactly why Dean was asking her. "They're usually very cute."

"So you wouldn't mind living with one? If, say, someone gave your roommate a puppy?"

Dawn bounced a little. "No, not at all."

Dean grinned. "I got a little brother. I think Sammy deserves at least a dog, don't you?"

"Unless your dad's gonna give him a little brother," she teased.

Dean snorted. "That's not exactly a one man operation and Dad's not exactly a guy with an active social life."

"What about Principal Washburn?" Dawn asked, then added, "Oooh, you could get a little sister. That could be fun."

Dean stared at her. "What are you talking aboout?"

"Your dad? Dating the principal?" She blinked and played with her hair. "It's all over the radio."

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