Observational Astronomy -- August 9

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Week 5 - August 9 - The Moon and Jupiter

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Star maps: East | West | North | South | Overhead

"Tonight we're going to look at the moon and the visible planets. ( Or planet, as the case may be. )

Photography [8/9]

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"Good morning," Veronica greeted the class once everyone had arrived. "Today we're learning about Fine Art photography," she explained, passing out a handout.

After a brief lecture, she sent them off to the darkroom to develop their photos from the previous week.

Once they completed that, Veronica said, "Okay, now brainstorming for next week's prompts, which are Metal, Fear, and Technology."




[apologies for lame class post. am on vacation this week and heading out to see my sister's last show. will be afk until at least noon EST.]

Stealth and Deception #5, Wednesday Morning,

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After getting another handwaved e-mail to come to the Danger Shop, the students would have found if littered with doors. Lots and lots and lots of doors.

"Good morning class," Alfred said as they entered. "Breakfast and caffeine are over there. Get some, sit down, and we'll talk about infiltration. Now there are many types of alarms and many ways of keeping a person out of a door. But we who are exceptionally sneaky do not worry about such things as locks or alarms, do we?

"As I said before, the types of locks and alarms are limitless. And some of them require some very specialized knowledge and tools to break. Therefore, today we are only going to talk about one, the one with the most useful applications."

Alfred held up a rolled up black cloth and let it unroll, revealing a line of well kept tools.

"Today, class, we're going to talk about lockpicking."

So saying, he went into his lecture

After finishing, he took a sip of tea from a nearby cup and pointed to a table. "On that table are lockpicking sets. These aren't holographs, they're real lockpicking sets I obtained for you, and they are yours to keep.

He gestured to the doors behind him. "Have fun, class. I'll be here if you need any hands on assistance. And don't be afraid to ask."

He glanced down at his notes. "Oh, and will Miss Santos see me after class?"

_{[[The OCD, she is up, so have fun! I'll be absent for a good part of the day, so forgive me if I don't respond for a while.]]}

Jewelry workshop

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When everyone comes in, Agatha is waiting for them, with some soldering stations set up. There are torches and crucibles and everything one needs to solder silver or copper.

“alright guys. I have a horrid headache, so you get to work on your own. Practice the soldering the joins, and call me over if you have any questions.”

With that she put her head down and sighed.

[ooc: I am about to fly out to LA, eep. Will be around more tomorrow for slow play if you need, sorry about the lame ass class]

Cafeteria - Wednesday, August 9

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The cafeteria was quiet as lunch time began. Until suddenly, a cry rang out from the kitchen. "COOOOOOOKIIIIIIIES!" Followed by the sound of someone gobbling up as many cookies as quickly as possible.

A man in a chef's uniform stumbled out of the kitchen holding several trays of food and glancing nervously over his shoulder. "A little change in the menu today. The Cookie Monster has decided to eat everything he prepared for lunch today so I will be serving you what I made instead. Enjoy." He set out the trays of food and put up the menu:

Today's Menu:

-M&M cookies Blueberry muffins

-Shortbread cookies Apple cinnamon muffins

-Sugar cookies Bran muffins

-Chocolate chip cookies Banana nut muffins

-Ice cream cookie sandwiches Chocolate chocolate chip muffins

[[OOC: Thanks to bridge_carson for help with today's idea.]]

The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 5)

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Harper clapped his hands and pressed the control. "I'm sure you all recognise this shipyard from last week," he said. "You escaped the cells, you got through the town, now you face one more challenge. Getting off this hunk of rock."

( Flying lessons? Who needs 'em? )

[ooc: OCD threads coming up, up and away.]
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Monologuing, Dialoguing, and Out-Quipping the Bad Guy, Workshop #5, Thursday morning

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Ivanova's feeling delicate and tender and the dark glasses are once again much in evidence. She has a laptop sitting next to her when class begins, and a large, throne-like chair is set up at the front, empty for the moment.

"Morning, everyone," she said, pleasantly enough. "Today we're going to be trying something a little different. The last few weeks we've been working on one-on-one conflicts with an opponent - the outquipping and dialoguing bit. I hope, anyways. Today we're going to be doing some monologuing. Specifically, the good old standby of the rousing the troops speech. I've listened to more than a few of them in my long and speckled career, and I managed to get my hands on some recordings. Shut up and listen."

She poked a few buttons and played recordings, most of an older man who looked like he was from Iowa and should be selling used cars, but knew how to give a truly terrifying speech. A woman with a heavy accent and a strange bone crown gave a truly terrifying two-liner ("Only one human captain has ever survived battle with a Minbari fleet. He is behind me, you are in front of me - if you value your lives, be somewhere else!")

When she ran out of clips, she hit another button that brought up a still photo, a string of ships hovering in Earth's orbit - and ominous shapes looming before them. "Quick future history lesson. Battle of the Line, the ultimate battle of the Earth-Minbari war. The humans on one side, defending Earth, and the Minbari on the other. The Minbari have lost one ship through the entire conflict, swatting our ships like flies. But, as you can see, this -" She tapped the screen, "- is the only chance for survival, to hold off the Minbari long enough to evacuate as much of the population as possible." Including me. Seventeen-year-old me, with my freckled nose pressed to a transport window while I watched my brother's squadron take the skies. "Today, each one of you gets to be the commander of these few, these proud. You have to get them whipped into a battle frenzy. You have to keep them from cutting and running. You have to inspire them." She smirked. "And, of course, by 'them', I mean 'us'. Your fellow peers will be your command. I want a peanut gallery, folks. Make your commander work for it." She jerked her head at the chair. "Chair's a prop. Use it as you will. Get going."

[[So. This lesson was supposed to be filled with cool quotes from Babylon 5. Instead . . . ninjas! There were, uh, ninjas! Yeah! That's it! But if this lesson were to have cool quote and links to sound clips, they would all be from The Down Below Sound Archive. Whose collection of bloopers is true distracting.]]

Sexual Education [08/10] - Thursday Afternoon

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"Hi," Becky said genially. "So, in a follow-up to last week, we're learning about...foreplay. Which - shock - is kinda important. Plus it's fun."

( Cut for length and Becky...being Becky )

Becky felt rather teacherly after giving that lecture, and frowned a little as she passed out the items of the day: feathers, candles (which she lit as she set them down), fingertip massagers and small sponges in wee trays of water.

"Okay. I just went over the basics," she said when all the materials had been passed out. "Or, really, I went over the stuff you can't play with in class. And the thing is, a lot of people tend to just go for the zones I mentioned. There are an easy half dozen points of interest on the human body - both models - that aren't, ahem, covered by your swimsuit area, so to speak. This class, I want you to find at least three of those zones, and to test out how they feel with the different effects of water, hot wax, tickling feathers and/or vibrations. Don't do anything that'll get me in trouble, guys. You know what falls under that heading and what doesn't, and anyone who pushes that gets detention. If you already know of some more innocent erogenous zones, more power to you and have fun. You can touch yourself, you can touch a friend, you can touch several. I don't care. You can't touch me, unless you ask very nicely."

[OOC: This is another one of those classes you shouldn't probably read at work. All info on erogenous zones, in case you get stuck, is taken from here and here. I stole the info, but Becky-fied it for last session, and then blatantly cribbed it this time around with a few minor wording changes. And on that note, there's some crude descriptions of anatomy behind the cut, though I tried to tone it down where I could. :) And seriously, guys, for the activity, limit playing to ears, necks, belly buttons, lips - characters' comfort levels, and keeping things relatively clean are paramount here, omg.]