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Class 5: An interlude
Now that we all know what this course will be about, roughly, it's time to become a little more familiar with your classmates.
Today is show-and-tell.
Each person will take something that they have brought today and present it to the class (no, you may not run back to the dorms to hunt for something 'cool'). Start with your name and the reason you are at this...special...school.
We are going to have a lab class on Wednesday. Any one who cannot attend will need to bring me documentation from someone more important to be excused. Zombies problems may or may not be an excused, depending on what exactly happened.
Now, who would like to go first?
Today is show-and-tell.
Each person will take something that they have brought today and present it to the class (no, you may not run back to the dorms to hunt for something 'cool'). Start with your name and the reason you are at this...special...school.
We are going to have a lab class on Wednesday. Any one who cannot attend will need to bring me documentation from someone more important to be excused. Zombies problems may or may not be an excused, depending on what exactly happened.
Now, who would like to go first?

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*winces as he touches ribs or moves right shoulder*
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I'm Han Solo.
I'm trying to pick up enough clases to pass the Academy entrance exam. My education's been *grin* kinda patchy.
*taps holster*
Genuine bantha leather quick-draw rig. Ordinarily, it holds a blaster. Design is guaranteed to cut up to two seconds off a draw. However, if your speed-draw takes 2 seconds, I hope they throw you a nice funeral.
Since the ban on weapons and *bigger, slightly maniacal grin* this weekend, all it's holding is a can of narcomist. *holds up medication* Came out with a couple broken ribs.
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"My name is Susan Sto Helit, I'm here because I wanted an education at a normal school," she says, and rolls her eyes, "and this is a rat*. Who is not cool, and who is going right back where he came from!"
*Which only the magically inclined or really literally-minded can see.
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DEATH:
Death of Rats:
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Death of Rats:
DEATH:
*DEATH turns to Susan, looking rather nervous for a skeleton. If he weren't already pale, he would be.*
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*facepalm*
*sighs*
What's happened now? End of the world again?
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This has to be the most ridiculous thing you've done to date.
*pointedly does NOT say anything about the fashion class*
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it was an accidentI needed someplace to hide...'cause I wanted to know what Earth was like.::looks at self and lack of any interesting items:: Um, well, I have my coms? ::points to gold object on her bodice:: It's kind of like a cell phone, I guess? ::shrugs and sits back down::
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are trying to kill medidn't understand me very well. And uh, I have my wand. It's made of dark alder and has a dragon heartstring core. I uh, preform spells with it."no subject
I'm Paige Matthews I got sent here after my old school kicked me out and this *she holds up the flask* is a never ending flask of wine a friend gave me.
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No, not that. Jesus, you people are sick."A Chocolate Hurricane. Did you people know you can get these in Wonka's? They don't even make them anymore, but you can find them in this town. Which is reason enough to prefer it to my hometown, even before you get to the no being devoured part."no subject
*riffles through bag, muttering to herself*
*pulls out a small flower*
This is a Xanthalian blossom. A very rare plant from my homeland
which is the key ingredient in a powerful hallucinogen with which I plan to spike the homecoming punch, provided I can brew it up in time.no subject
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"This is my wand. Where I come from . . . I'm a wizard. Every wizard and witch has one. A wand, I mean. It's individual to them, and none are exactly alike.
"This wand helps me do magic. I'm not supposed to do magic away from school grounds, but I could do a little something if that's all right, Professor."
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The book flies across the room, above his classmates' heads, into Remus's hand.
"Um. Like that. That's very simple."
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He conjured a fireball in his hand. "Here's my object."
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"I'm Kiki," she says quietly, "I'm a witch, and this is my hand-made broomstick that I use for flying."
There's a disgruntled mrowr from under her chair.
"And that's Jiji, my cat."
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I'm Jonathan Crane. This is my show and tell object *holds up a vial of fear toxin* It's a...er...science project?
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*rummages in book bag through books, journals, and writing utensils. Bypasses his revolver and a bottle of holy water to grab something he'd thrown into his bag at the last minute before setting out to class.*
I do have a new adze with me.
*holds up tool/weapon*