How To Look Like You Belong: Week 1 Period 3

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

New term, new students, first class.  It was, if Aly had to really consider it (and, sadly, she had), her second favourite part of teaching.  The first, of course, was actually seeing the students flail about trying to get whatever it was she was teaching.

So for this class, Aly had thrown a cap (hockey, of course) over her hair and dressed like a student.  She mingled with the students, body language saying she was a teenager, and found a seat, apparently waiting for the teacher to come in.  With any luck most of the students would be too involved in their own dramas or just simple boredom to notice.

She waited for a few minutes then pulled the cap off, leaning back in her chair.  "So I guess the teacher isn't coming," she teased.  "Five minute rule."  Aly stood up and made her way to the front of the class, completely herself again regardless of the clothes.  "This class is about blending into your surroundings no matter where you are.  It's about being alert enough to pick up on the social and cultural cues needed to avoid standing out in the crowd and getting as much information as you can without giving yourself away."

Aly grinned, lounging back against a chair.  "But for today, I want to get to know those of you I don't, and welcome others of you back to my class.  Why don't you all introduce yourself, tell me a few things about you, why you took this class, and, oh, one time you really, really failed and blending in.  I can start.  My name's Aly.  Feel free to call me that, I won't have a problem with it.  If you need something more formal, let's go with duani.  I've been a teacher at Fandom for almost two years, my mother attended Fandom - and graduated with last year's class so you can do the math on how much fun that was - for me, at least, and I'm spymaster for my Queen in the Copper Isles."  She paused for a moment, thinking.  "And my time of really failing was when I was sixteen and dyed my hair bright blue because it was the fashion at Court.  That part was fine.  Going home to my family's home on the coast?  I stood out more than a crow in a nest of songbirds." 

She gestured to the next student.  "You, go."

[OOC:  Wait for the OCD if you pleeeeeeeeez OCD IS UP!] 

Comments

Sign In

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

On a clean slate!

Re: Sign In

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack Burton, slate of cleanliness

Chit Chat

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Or other randomness

Re: Chit Chat

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack did not remember signing up for this class. Was it a mistake? He looked around for someone familiar.

Re: Chit Chat

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

Gladys stood at the back of the class, the glow in her eyes flickering as she fixed her whole attention on Aly.

Re: Chit Chat

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

Michael was there, shooting glances at Gladys. He wasn't sure the golem would have much luck with this class.

Re: Chit Chat

[withoutverona]

Romeo was a little breathless from the quick walk back from town as he took his seat. He was also trying not to stare at Gladys.

Re: Chit Chat

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

Dōjima had one of her fashion magazines open, and was flipping through it as she waited for class to start.

Re: Chit Chat

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Hinata sank down in her chair and wished, all of a sudden, that she didn't have to attend classes again.

Classes meant speaking up.

Re: Chit Chat

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

This was one of the classes he'd felt it was necessary for him to take. Feeling slightly better for having talked to Amber yesterday (though slightly worse for knowing the bunk next to him had been empty), he was eager to learn.

Re: Chit Chat

[futureclone]

Prior to Aly's revealing herself, Alex mostly kept his attention focused on his notebook, where he was trying to compose a report to send back to Captain Logan.

...it wasn't going very well.

Re: Chit Chat

[therhimineecat.livejournal.com]

Seregil had spotted Aly among the students but even so he was impressed with how well she had taken on the role. This class promised to be fun.

Re: Chit Chat

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

Jen had her hands folded on her desk, her left sleeve pulled down over her Chronomorpher, and she was very determinedly trying not to look at either Wes or Alex.

Introduce Yourself!

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Why don't you all introduce yourself, tell me a few things about you, why you took this class, and, oh, one time you really, really failed and blending in."

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack did not 'meep'. Burtons did not meep. Really.

"I'm, uh, Jack. Jack Burton. I took this class to, uh, I'm a junior. And I guess the most recent time I've not blended in is when someone's talking about computers or something happening now."

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[remember5th.livejournal.com]

"I'm Evey," she said softly, but without a trace of shyness. "I'm seventeen, born and raised in London, and from twenty years in the future. I'm...generally pretty good at blending in, but a couple years ago, my head was shaved. It got a few stares." For a number of reasons.

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[ihaveniceteeth.livejournal.com]

"I'm Gwen, Gwen Cooper, from Wales, and I'm not really sure why I'm taking this class, my...guardian signed me up." And they were going to have words about one of her other classes. "And I don't know that I've ever not blended in, I'm pretty ordinary, just fade into the woodwork."

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[cheminthehead.livejournal.com]

"I Am Gladys, And I Am A Golem. I Took This Class Because It Was Second On The List That Miss Dearheart Showed Me." Gladys spread her arms wide, showing off hands the size of shovels, seven feet of height, nearly a ton of fired clay, all topped off with fiery eyes and wrapped in a giant blue dress. "I Do Not Believe I Have Ever Blended In."

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[rebelheartalien.livejournal.com]

"Michael Guerin. I'm sixteen, from New Mexico, in this class 'cause it sounded useful, and I've been pretty good at blending in except that one time with the table when I was six."

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[notafairmaiden.livejournal.com]

"I'm Gwynn Hood. I'm sixteen and from the year 1199, and in service to my king." She smiled. "I don't exactly blend in very well in this time period -- even after going to school here for two years."

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[withoutverona]

"I'm Romeo Montague," Romeo said, smiling at the teacher. "I am a senior and from Verona Beach, California. I took this class because Dojima enjoyed her session with you last term."

He paused, trying to decide if he should offer up the first anecdote that came to mind. "A little less than a year ago I crashed a party where I very much did not belong. It was a masked dance, so I should have gone unnoticed, except I took my mask off..."

[OOC: Now from the right account.]

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Ohaiyo, Aly-sensei!" Dōjima said, waving from her seat. "Ano, I'm Dōjima Yurika. I'm a senior, and I took this class because I need to work on the sneaky. I fail at anything requiring subtlety, and that includes blending in," she confessed sheepishly. "Usually rather spectacularly."

Re: Introduce Yourself!

[new-to-liirness.livejournal.com]

"Liir Thropp. There's not much to me, but I'm from Oz, the same as Professor Ambrose. I'm taking this class because I intend to move to some other world than my own upon leaving here and I'd rather not come to a bad end for sticking out."

He had to think about it for a moment before he could say when he'd failed at blending in. Not because he couldn't remember, but because he needed the time to figure out how to say it without sounding pathetic or like some plee for pity. It was hard, though, because he was feeling rather pitiful at the moment whenever he let himself.

"I failed to blend in with a pack of Gale Forcers. I was a child, but I'd thought it might work. It didn't."

Talk to Aly

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

As you do.

Re: Talk to Aly

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was a bit nervous. Not that it showed, what with the grin. "Um. Professor? I think I signed up for the wrong class. I don't remember picking this one."

OOC

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

I could OOC all night and party every day!

Re: OOC

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Great. Your OOC has me thinking of the 'buisness up front, party in the back' motto of the mullet. :P