Keeping Your Wits About You... [Monday 2nd Period 10-11] Class # 1

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And so another school year began.

Even though he didn't have the first class of the day, Wilson still had a nice spread of coffee, tea and sodas on a table next to a plate of White Chocolate Key Lime Bars for the students as they came in to the first class. Aziraphale had been a dear and helped Wilson bring everything up from the house and set up in the class room before the angel had headed off for his own office hours.

The sign in sheet sat next to the sugary treats.

Leaning against the front of his desk, Wilson sipped on a cup of coffee as he watched the students make their way into the room and find their seats. Once he had counted off the right number of noses, he set the coffee aside and pushed away from the desk, turning up the cuffs of a shirt that seemed too long for him no reason for that, really.



"Good morning," Wilson greeted his class with a smile. "All right, this is Keeping your wits about you and I am your professor for this term, Dr. James Wilson. Many of you I have already met, some of you I have yet to have the pleasure, so today we're going to do some introductions."

Walking behind the desk, he pulled a stack of papers out of his briefcase and began to walk them around to the class.

"This is your syllabus for the semester. Please note that I will hold office hours on Tuesdays from 9:30am until 12:00 noon but I am always available to schedule a meeting if you need to talk to me outside either class or Tuesdays."

Syllabus passed out, Wilson walked back to the desk and hopped up on the top.

"Okay, I'm going to tell you a little bit about myself and some of my experiences recently since I came to Fandom and why I'm teaching this class. Afterwards, I'm going to break you into 3 groups and I want you to introduce yourselves to each other while I talk with you, one on one. Our one on one conversations will be just between you and I as I need to get an idea of any and all innate powers of abilities you possess so that the exercises we do in class are properly tailored to each of you."

Smiling, he reached for his coffee.

"Painless, I promise."

Lecture

Taking a sip of coffee, he leaned back and studied each of the students before speaking again.

"I am a normal, garden varity mortal male from the 21st century Earth. I don't come from the past or the future, I am a medical doctor, my specialty is oncology and I'm about 40 years old."

Holding his hands up, he gave a little shrug.

"Pretty run of the mill. However, I have managed to survive here in Fandom with all it's unique quirks, as well as visit Hell, the Underworld and a creepy little village in Maine with my skin intact. Let me explain."

Keeping his coffee close, Wilson began to tell of some of his more adventursome times in Fandom, hitting such highlights as vampire attacks, trolls, creepy towns in Maine, giant tongues in the Underworld, dying to save Lucifer and most recently dealing with the Lilim and banishing voiceless gods.

He also threw in what he felt was his most frightening experience Parents Weekend!.

"So, those are some of the highlights but I like to think that they show, you don't need to be overwhelmingly powerful or outrageously armed to the teeth in order to survive and thrive in any situation, so long as you keep your wits about you, use your head and keep your mind open to any and all possibilities."

Finishing off his coffee, Wilson stood up and headed for the chalk board.

"That, is what this class aims to help you learn through a combination of lecture and practical application. For the rest of today, as I said, we'll be doing a bit of a meet and greet. I have you split into groups to talk while you wait for me to call you each out individually so we can chat privately."

Class Assignment:

Break into the follow groups, sit and meet and greet. I will call you each over for 5 minutes or so to talk with me privately

First Session:

Group A
Savannah Levine
Wyatt Halliwell
Beauty Huston
Hoshi Sato

Group B
Alphonse Elric
Isabel Evans
Chris Halliwell
Anne Shirley

Group C
Johnny Storm
Lana Lang
Summer Roberts

Homework: Try to be aware of your surroundings. Take a look at every day objects and come up with at least 3 different uses for 2 of them.

[ooc: Going up early due to small person interuptus in the morning. Please wait for The OCDs are up and class is ready to play!]

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Re: Class Activity - Group A

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Beauty's eyes widened a little as the thing in Wyatt's hand glowed, and she leaned forward to watch what he was doing. Curiosity was definitely winning out over skepticism.

"I don't understand what you mean by 'dial a number'," she said.

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"Everyone who has one of these has a special number to go along with it," Wyatt explained. "My brother over there" -- he nodded at Chris -- "his number is 415-555-6378. You dial like this." His fingers pressed the numbers, but since Chris was a good boy his phone was off for class, and it went straight into voice mail, and Chris's voice could be heard saying "Hey, it's Chris. I can't get to the phone right now, so leave me a message and I'll call you back soon."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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Beauty watched, catching on to the concept of the numbers and the little spots Wyatt touched. But she was utterly unprepared to hear a voice come out of the little metal thing in his hand.

She actually pushed her chair away just a bit in surprise. "It's talking!"

Re: Class Activity - Group A

[blessed_twice]

"It's okay, it's just voice mail," Wyatt said, reaching out and laying his hand on Beauty's arm. "If the person you try to call isn't there, you can leave a message for them, and they can listen to it later. You probably have a phone in your room that you'll have to set up like that. I can help you if you need it."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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Maybe there was a phone in Beauty's room. She had no idea. It had been strange enough figuring out that the lamp didn't take oil or candles. And that the water came out of the tap already heated.

"Voice...mail," she murmured, eying the device curiously. "Like...leaving your card to tell someone you called on them while they were out?" She looked up at Wyatt, and nodded at his offer. "Thank you, if you would. I wouldn't even know what to look for."

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Wyatt realized that they were leaving their conversation on Chris's voice mail, so he quickly flipped the phone closed. "Sure," he said. "I'll come by and help you out. What room are you in?"

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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"I'm in 218, with Adah Price," Beauty replied, still sort of curiously watching the cell phone. "That's very nice of you, Wyatt. I think there are going to be a lot of things like this, aren't there?"

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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"Just down the hall from me," Wyatt said. "I'm in 208." He chuckled. "And, yeah, you've got a lot of catching up to do. But you'll get the hang of it, and if you have any questions don't be afraid to ask me. You're going to love movies I think. They're like books with moving pictures that you watch instead of read."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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"Oh! Well, I guess I'll probably see you now and again, then. If you're just down the hall."

That sounded...well, if she'd been familiar with the terminology, Beauty would have called it 'lame'. But she was distracted from being embarrassed by Wyatt's mention of moving pictures. "Do you mean like the shadow plays they have in the Orient? My sisters saw one once."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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Wyatt nodded. "Something like that, only it looks real, not like shadows," he said. "It's like looking at a window and watching people outside, only they're not really there."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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"That sounds interesting," Beauty replied slowly, as she tried to imagine something that sounded like a play made up of pictures that looked like real people. Then she smiled. "I hope I get to see something like that someday."

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"Oh, you will," Wyatt said. "There's a television in the common room on our floor. So if you walk in and see the big black box and it looks like there are people in it? Don't be afraid."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

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It was probably a good warning, since Beauty would...well, maybe not have been afraid exactly, but a big black box with people in it would have certainly gotten a reaction.

Maybe a little bit afraid.

"Thank you, Wyatt. Maybe I'll try and find that...'television' sometime."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

[blessed_twice]

"It was really nice to meet you, Beauty," Wyatt said, realizing the class was drawing to a close. "I'll see you around, okay? Don't be a stranger, and I'll get those books from home as soon as I can."

Re: Class Activity - Group A

[comelyhonour.livejournal.com]

"It's been nice to meet you too, Wyatt," Beauty replied, and meant it too. Maybe it wasn't going to be such a bad thing to live in a school full of strangers after all.