Sneaky Spycraft - Week 1, Period 4

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly was in the classroom early so she got to study each student as he or she came in.  She smiled and gave a word of greeting to those she'd known in the past and a nod to the new students, watching all of them curiously.

Once everyone arrived, she stood up finally with a quick grin.  "Morning to all of you," she said, surveying the classroom.  "I'm Aly, and this is Spycraft...blah, blah, blah.  Don't ask me where the class name came from.  I think Hades got a hold of my submittal form."  He hadn't.  "If you didn't sign up for this class, cooking is later.  Go talk to Lulu, maybe she'll let you in."

Aly leaned against the desk and looked amused.  "Or you can stay and we'll talk about how to be sneaky all semester.  We're going to cover a lot of topics: poisons, codes, weapons, actual spycraft, and we're going to move pretty quickly most of the time so if there's anything you specifically are curious about?  Let me know.  If you're confused or ethically uncomfortable?  Bring it up.  I want to see all of you thinking about this stuff.  Not just mimicking the lessons."

"If you didn't catch it before, my name's Aly.  Alianne if you need to be formal.  Professor or duani if you really think that's necessary.  Call me Miss Aly though, and I won't listen."  She shuddered.  "It just sounds bad."

"Today, we're going to do that bane of first classes and do introductions.  Why?  I like listening to you guys talk more than I like lecturing.  So.  Please tell me who you are - even if I already know - why you wanted to take this class and what you hope to learn, annnd ask me one question."  Aly flashed them a quick grin.  "Yes, I'll answer it, and yes, the question's a test if anyone's wondering."

She glanced down at her attendance sheet and picked two names as if at random.  "Zuko and Teddy, can you two see me after class?"

[OOC:  OCD is coming up!  My internets were flickering mostly out last night so if I go quiet for a while, that's probably why.  *eyes them warily and prepares the duct tape*]

Comments

Re: Introductions

[ashockingbitch]

"I'm Jenny Sparks, I think my legal guardian signed me up for this class, probably because he thinks he's funny, but if I can just get one piece of useful information I didn't know before out of it, I need all the help I can get in my profession. Which is. Er. Superheroics. God, that sounds stupid. I guess my question is, what makes you qualified to teach us this? And I actually have a second, logistical qustion: May I smoke in this class?"

Re: Introductions

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She looked amused but not overly so. "Around here? Not entirely stupid. Least you're not wearing brightly coloured pajamas about it. As for my qualifications, I was trained by my country's spymasters since I was very small. When I was sixteen, I was brought into another country and wound up enmeshed in a rebellion against a rather corrupt regime, trained a pack of spies and ended up as the spymaster to the new Queen. Who I've served as such for seven or so years now." She grinned. "And you may only smoke if we're talking about that's part of your powers and not cigarettes."

Re: Introductions

[ashockingbitch]

"Bugger," Jenny muttered, and stuffed her pack of Silk Cuts back in her pocket. Well, an hour without nicotine wouldn't kill her.

Maybe.

"Brightly colored pajamas went out a while ago. Now it's black leather or the liquid machinery you replaced your blood with." Or white spandex that tore suspiciously easily and often, Apollo.

Re: Introductions

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I'd go for the black leather, but then I like my blood inside me so I might be biased," Aly said.

Re: Introductions

[ashockingbitch]

"You'd be surprised what you can do with six pints of liquid machinery, really," said Jenny.