Sex Ed, Monday [1-5] Third Period

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The classroom was pretty bare, since Steve had gotten into town on Saturday and hadn't had time to get any posters or anything yet. Heck, his apartment wasn't even furnished. So the only indication students were in the right place was 'Sex Ed' written in large block letters on the chalkboard. Steve figured it was as good a signal as any. He stood in front of his desk with his arms crossed, looking imposing, and waited until everyone was settled to begin.

"Good morning. I trust that by third period everybody's had their coffee, so I will tolerate no sleeping in my class. I am Steve Rogers. Mr. Rogers is fine, Professor Rogers is fine, I will even answer to Steve. And for those of you who might remember, yes, I am the same Steve Rogers who was here last year. This is Sex Ed. If you did not sign up for Sex Ed, you can leave now. If you signed up for Sex Ed with the intention of behaving immaturely, please don't." Mr. Madrox went unsaid, but hung heavy in the air. "Anything we discuss in this room does not leave it. I have no control over the radio squirrels, but outside of this room, I trust you all to be circumspect about things learned about your fellow students learned in it. We may at times have a guest. I can't control him, so please ignore Mr. Stark."

Then he uncrossed his arms and grinned. "So. Pretty straightforward first class; it's not in the handbook but I'm given to believe the introductions week is obligatory. I want to get to know you and what I've gotten myself into here, and I'd like for you to get to know each other, since we'll be discussing some pretty sensitive topics here and I want everyone to feel safe doing so. At the least, I'd like to hear your name and where you're from, since I've found that can be instructive, if you've had any instruction in sex education before, and what you'd like to get out of this class. Any other information you'd like to share is welcome, as well. Then we'll have some free time for you to talk among yourselves or ask me any questions you might have right away. That sound good?" He didn't wait for an answer. "Good. We'll start with you," he said, pointing to a student at random.

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Jeff Murdock

Introductions

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You heard the man.

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"I'm... Jeff," Jeff said. The pause was a pause mostly for the sake of having a pause and getting to avoid answering any questions during said pause. "Jeff Murdock. From, er, the United Kingdom. The eighties. You've got to be-- exact about these things, or, er--" Again, a pause. "I've learned how to deal with the opposite sex!" No, he hadn't, but he'd taken the class.

Then he considered the last question.

And considered it.

Finally, he said, "Er."

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"I'm Penelope," she began, cheeks flushed, head slightly ducked. "I'm from England. I don't have any experience with anything concerning... intimacy. My friends do it." Um, she didn't mean to say that. This made her entirely too nervous. "I'm engaged," she blurted out. "I think I should learn something before I get married."

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"I'm Edmund," Ed said when it was his turn. "From Narnia." He wasn't feeling very Narnian right now. "This is the first formal class I've had on the subject and I'd like to get out it with my dignity, if possible."

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"I'm Ned from a town called Coeur d'Coeurs that no one seems to know about," he started, shrugging. "Um, I'm a senior. I don't have any...formal education but I've read books and there's the internet thing and there's a lot of things on the internet so...that's where I've gotten most of my information. I'd just like to get some formal information from a source that doesn't have a giant, blinking banner advertising sheets at the top of the page."

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"I am Helen Haras-Uquara. I am from the handwavey non-named world of Uquar. I should like to know more about sex. I'm afraid I have never had any formal instruction in it."

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"Um, I'm Eric," he began. "Eric van der Woodsen. I'm from the Upper East Side, in New York, and," he continued, as he'd heard other people offering it, "I'm from the present, I guess. I mean, it's the same date here as it is back home. And, uh. I took the sex ed class last semester? But it was kind of useless. At least, the teacher was."

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"Liir. Thropp."

The second name always sounded as if he'd simply dropped it on the ground from the weight of it.

"From Oz. Which isn't Australia, just to be sure. Miss Lulu, one of the other teachers gave me, er..."

How did one say this appropriately?

"Provided me with the details of her class on the subject upon learning I was more ignorant than most in the area. And I should like to understand the process, I suppose. I'm not very good with this sort of thing."

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She flushed. Hinata was fairly sure she was going to be blushing All The Time in this class. "I a-am Hinata," she said, "I'm f-fifteen, and from Konohagakure no Sato. I-It's in a d-different universe, but seems r-rougly comparable to t-this world's Feudal Japan, t-though our t-technology is m-more advanced." They had television. "C-Class at home c-covered mainly preventative m-measures against being f-forced into a s-sexual situation, and h-how to take advantage of it i-if I was on a m-mission that r-required such a-action."

Hinata fiddled with her sleeves before admitting, "I w-was not particularly g-good at t-that class." She'd been mortified.

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"I am Éowyn of Rohan," she said. "I have never in my life had instruction in these matters, and I fear I do not know what to expect to learn." Perhaps it was intended that she learn how to survive mortal embarrassment.

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"I'm Sookie Stackhouse," she said, blushing dark red already and keeping those crucial mental barriers up, because this was sooo not the class to start picking up people's thoughts. "Um, I'm from Bon Temps, Louisiana, and, um, 1998. And I think I'm in here by mistake, honestly. But I took a health class in eighth grade? Where we all learned this...kind of stuff."

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"I'm Priestly." Priestly had his hair done up in blue again, two parallel mohawks, this time, and was wearing a blue t-shirt reading "Orgasm donor. Ask about my free samples."

He thought it was appropriate.

"I'm from Santa Cruz, California. I've taken health classes that went over the, uh. Mechanics. And stuff. My parents signed me up for classes, so they probably wanted to make me into a more mature adult-type or something."

He clearly didn't much think it would work.

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Jamie just grinned. "Hi! I'm jamie Madrox. I know about sex and everything. I'm just here because Mr. Rogers is teaching a sex ed course. I mean vome on! How could I pass that up? It's like Dr. Doom trying out for cheerleading! Can I videotape the class?"

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"I'm Dinah Lance. From New Gotham City. And Opal, Missouri, which is where they had the seventh-grade class on, you know. Hygiene. And I think my sister signed me up for this, and I'm afraid to know why," Dinah paused to take a breath. "And uh. I guess. The basics?" Because wasn't this what she was supposed to be learning from games of I Never and Truth or Dare? Ack.

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Harper felt she was dressed appropriately for the first day of class. Her headband was embroidered with the letters of the alphabet, her shirt had basic math equations, and her skirt had basic shapes. She looked like she was prepared... for first grade.

"Hi! My name is Harper and I'm from New York City. I've never, um, had any instruction in this subject before," she said, turning bright red. "But I'm a really good student! I'm sure I'll be able to learn this stuff really quickly."

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"Hi, I'm Alex," she began, a tiny bit nervous (not that she'd ever admit it), "and I'm from New York City. I don't have much... experience in this area, but I'm hoping to take away something from this class."

Yes, this was a class that Alex was actually interested in. Shh.

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"Van Helsing. If a first name is preferred, please use Michael. I tend not to respond to Gabriel." A pause in the introduction to remember what else he was supposed to mention. "From Vatican City - it's not as glamorous as you'd think." He suddenly can't recall any of the other questions he was supposed to respond to, so here ends his introduction.

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"Gwen Cooper, I'm from Cardiff," Gwen began. "And I've had far too many of these classes, my guardian thinks it's funny to sign me up for them."

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Alice was blushing already.

"My name is Alice Liddell, and I'm from Oxford, England, over a century and a quarter ago. I ... haven't much information on this subject, I would say."

She was Victorian. She was lucky she realized there wasn't a stork involved.

"I am ... not certain what I wish to learn, in this class. Anything would be helpful."

Talk Amongst Yourselves

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Or sit and blush furiously. He's not grading on conversational skills.

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Penelope sat and just tried to hide her face.

Talk to the Teacher

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If you have any pressing concerns. Or just to say hi. Or laugh. Whatevs.

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"Now, was that so bad?"

OOC

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Did I just say whatevs?

Re: OOC

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FIRST EVERYONE SAYS TOTES, NOW WHATEVS. MY INFLUENCE IS SPREADING.