Student Art Fair, Friday afternoon, Dorms Front Lawn

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Since it was set to be a nice day, the Art Fair was laid out on the front lawn of the dorms.

When people entered, they were greeted with a selection of tissue paper flowers in colorful - mainly blue - vases. Beyond that, there was a number of displays from the various participating classes.

The Student Art Fair was open.

[OOC: Students with projects should start a subthread under their class for their project containing a description or link to a picture of their project. GOB's students should just get in place and perform for however long they want to. They are free to come and go.

Conversations in general areas should go under the General Conversation subthreads. Confusing, yes? Actual viewing and commenting on the different projects should go under the student's subthreads.

Have fun and enjoy the art! I'm turning notifications off but you can ping me in the OOC thread or via e-mail if you need to catch my attention.]

Applied Dadaism: Fun and Games (Main Campfire, Friday morning)

[superartie]

Artie was nowhere in sight.

There was, however, a ( note on one of the tables )

[ooc: I'm still at the beach. Artie will find himself eventually, or some special, lucky person may be able to find him when I get home. We'll see. Thanks to walter_n_wires for the class idea!]

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Things to Do at the Beach, Galactica Point, Friday Morning, Class #4

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"Good morning," Jarod grinned, more focused than he'd been the week before. He was also wearing a swimsuit and his hair was damp. There was also a battery-operated CD player, currently playing The Beach Boys' greatest hits. "It's getting a bit warmer, so I thought we could try something a little different today. Today we'll be surfing. We have a collection of surfboards or bodyboards for you to choose from. Be careful with them, though, since they're on loan."

"Also," he said, gesturing towards a pile of equipment over on the sand, "we've got wetsuits available, if the water's too cold for you."

He grinned, possibly anticipating getting back out and doing some surfing for himself. "For those of you who don't want to surf, there's also some snorkeling equipment. All I ask is that you be careful, swim with a buddy, and snorkel in an area away from where people are surfing, so we don't have any accidents. Or there's always the get a tan and build sand castles option."

The CD player switched to Jan and Dean. "Go have fun!"

[[OOC: Posted for jarodpretends who has access issues. The player also won't be available to interact until after 6pm, Eastern. Please wait for OCD. You may begin.]]

Flight and Flying [Friday morning]

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Anakin was leaning against the reconfigured flight simulator when the flight students arrived.

"Today we're going to do something a little different," he said, walking over to the television from his room and pushing a few buttons. ( Oh, look, we'll reenact Episode I! )

He put his hands together in front of him. "When you successfully complete the exercise, you get a donut to make up for the ugly one you've just removed from the sky." He gave them all an excited look. "Oh, I hope to see you all on Sunday for the field trip to the Air and Space Museum, but more importantly, I've heard from home. I'd asked for permission to have an actual Jedi starfighter brought here so you could get some non-simulated flight experience."

He smiled. "They've done me one better--inviting you all to come with me to Coruscant for a few days and see how the simulated stuff measures up the real thing." He turned serious. "Of course, I'm not going to bring you all to a new planet and have you blow up because you weren't paying attention, so this week--and next, which will be an actual flying experience--I'm going to be watching your technique to see if you're ready to fly an actual starfighter."

He waved them towards the simulator. "So impress me, all right?"

Basketball Practice, Gym, Friday Afternoon

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Tyler is trying fancy dribble techniques.

It is likely no one will draft him for the Harlem Globetrotters, but at least he's getting good exercise chasing the balls he loses all over the gym.

Last practice before the game.

[OOC: OCD is up. Plottery post about game logistics here. I'm on slowplay for the afternoon and will be gone entirely from 5-10 p.m. or so.]

Newsletter Staff Meeting, 4pm FHT, Journalism Room

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Rory was curled up on the couch, typing away on her laptop before everyone arrived.

Once a reasonably-sized group of people were there, she addressed them. "Hi, um, I'm Rory. I'm going to be your editor this summer. I know some of you, and some are new, so...old kids, check in with me about what you want to do, because you're probably set. New kids, formulate an idea and run it past me. Your deadline is Tuesday, and the newsletter will come out every other week. Oh, and meetings will normally be on Thursday afternoons. Today's an exception, so our next one will be a week from Thursday."

She figured it would probably be easier to talk to people one-on-one than address everyone as a group, and that way it'd be that much simpler to nab the new kids, and so with a quick smile, she went back to work on brainstorming ideas for her column.