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Good morning and welcome to languages. I am Morpheus, Dream of the Endless. You may call me Dream.

Today I would like for us to get to know each other and talk about why we're here. Please take a few minutes to read the syllabus--if you have any questions about it, now's the time to ask. Then let's go around the room and introduce ourselves. Please also state why you're taking this class.

[ooc: rather than flood the comm with language classes, I'm going to have one general post for all classes and then comment groups for individual ones. Please comment with your class participation under the comment titled for your class.

Also I'm going to be at work all day and so will be in and out, mostly out. Will participate when I can.]

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Welcome to Classics. If you want to bring in coffee to help you stay awake, that's up to you.

By 'coffee', do you mean, the regular kind, or any caffinated beverage?

Would it be okay if I took the other language classes as well? Languages are kind of a thing of mine. Even if its just auditing and not for credit.

Oh *sheepish* Also, Doug Ramsey, and *eyeroll* Yes, I'm that Jeopardy kid before anyone asks.

You may take as many classes as you think you can handle. Quality trumps quality, however.

I should be okay. I won't overload though. Differential Equations and Multi-Variable Calc take up a lot of time too.

And any caffeinated beverage is fine with me. I won't force coffee on anyone.

*sits down and lays out his supplies, cutting a new quill* Is this unusually early? I am usually accustomed to rising before sunrise.

Rogue glares at Balian, "While not 'unsually early,' it's a little early for some of us. Especially on the first day." She looks back down at her notebook and sips more on her iced tea. "I suspect I'll get used to it, but right now, I'm a little tired."

Rogue stumbles in bleary-eyed, clutching a styrofoam cup in her gloved hand. She rubs her forehead, trying hard to keep her eyes open. She walks to a seat in the middle of the room, drops her backpack and sits. Her duo-toned hair is up in a ponytail, the white streaks contrasting oddly this early in the morning. Taking a swig of her iced tea (made properly in true Mississippi fashion, with a 2:1 sugar to tea ratio) she opens her notebook and prepares herself for class.

Rory pokes her head in the classroom, and glances around.

I'm not late, am I? I mean, I'm usually perfectly punctual, so I'm really sorry if I'm late. It won't happen again in the future.

Thomasina enters the room clutching an excercise book, a pot of ink and a pen. She pauses, just inside the door, and looks around the room, as though unsure what to do. Then her expression clears and she lifts her chin.*

Salve, magister. Are we to sit anywhere we wish? Or are there to be assigned seats?

Salve. You may sit anywhere you wish. I know all your names so there's no need of a seating chart.

Thank you, Sir.

Takes a seat near b_someone, as his quill and parchment remind her more of home than the other students' laptops and notebooks and mechanical pencils, then opens her exercise book and neatly writes her name - 'Thomasina Coverley' - at the top of the first page.

Radek shuffles in, holding two take-away cups of coffee. He finishes one as he walks in the door and tosses it into the garbage. He slides into a chair and pulls out a notebook before starting on his second cup of coffee. "Hovno," he mutters to himself. "Why must I always pick early classes. Brain damaged..."

Alan's pretty sure he saw Radek this morning, when he squinted across the deck attached to their ridiculously expansive new home.

He collapses into the next chair. "Hey."

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Phoebe wanders in, pulling her hair in a ponytail. She is awake, having been running errands for Spider. She smiles when she sees Rogue and slides into a seat near her.

Rogue drinks her tea and nods half-heartedly to Pheobe. "Why do you look so damn cheerful this early in the morning?" she mutters. It comes out in a half-growl, without her usual soft twang. In contrast, her voice is harsher, with a slight northern accent. She shakes her head, as if trying to rid herself of an annoying bug. "Sorry," she murmurs, her voice back to normal. "Not exactly a mornin' person."

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Connor stumbles in ahead of his brother, though getting out of bed in time for an 8:00 class was difficult. Good thing it's a class he's really interested in.

He takes a seat, carefully guarding one next to him for Murphy.

*stumbles in a moment later, collapsing in the seat his brother has saved*

*muttering* He said coffee's alright, then? Remind me ta see if there's a decent place ta get some - th' stuff from th' cafeteria's shite.

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Anders comes jogging in, tousled and sweating from a two-hour run (though he flatters himself he's got that "healthy glow" look), pulls out a notebook and pencil from his back pocket, and sits down in a seat in the last row.

Coffee? Who needs coffee? Bring on the Classics!

Sark is slumped in his seat with a death grip on a cup of coffee. Despite the notebook, pen, textbook, and other educational accoutrements surrounding him, he looks only moderately awake.

Overly-cheerful classmates should be shot. Of all the mornings to forget my gun.

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"Uhm, sir," Mac tentatively approached the teacher, "I enrolled after you posted to the roster, and I never found out if I was actually, well, enrolled or not."

You are enrolled.

*Saunters into class with a thermos of coffee and throws himself into the first available seat*

So what's up for today sir?

Today is introductions and why you wish to learn the classics. Perhaps you'd like to take your turn.

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Steele walks in grinning like only a man who likes mornings far far too much can, and sits down.

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