Library [02/01]

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A somewhat sleepy Bridge shuffles in to the library with coffee. Mmm, coffee.

OOC: Film and Lit

[actingreaper]

is over here.

Because I win at life. And haven't figured out that posting at 3 am when I really should be in bed 'cause I'm exhausted? Not such a good idea.

*goes off to hide in a corner*

Sociology of Space Travel, Thursday, 6th Period

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Laura was seated at the front of the room, wearing a heavier sweater and jeans. In fact, students filtering in likely noticed, as she did, that the temperature of the room was actually quite a bit below normal.

The sign in sheet rested on the corner of the desk, next to the blue books and copies of their assigned essay questions. "Please sign in, and then grab a blue book and one of these sheets," she said, waving one of the essay papers in the air. "Then take a seat, and I'll explain what we're doing with this."

After a few moments, the bell rang, signalling the beginning of class. Roslin removed her glasses and rose. She took a position at the front of the room, folding her arms across her chest. "I apologize for the temperature in here, all. I've been trying to adjust the temperature over the past hour, and it's simply going nowhere."

She sighed. "Now, about the quiz today. We're going to do things a little differently. I want you to split off into pairs, and work together on the essay questions. Challenge each other, ask questions, play devil's advocate. Write down your responses and hand them in. Once you've done that, you're free to leave and, hopefully, get warm."

With a smile, she resumed her seat and began working on her own document.

[OCD threads coming up, including the essay questions.]

Science! (Thursday, Period 7)

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"Good afternoon, class!" Ms Frizzle said, as cheerful as ever as she bounced and pirouetted into class. Today's dress was covered in lightning bolts, with matching earrings. "I apologise for my absence last week! Don't we all dislike being ill? Thank you, Hikaru, for doing a wonderful job in my place!"

Suddenly, the lights flickered and the Friz frowned. "Oh dear. That won't do. I'm running an experiment on electricity this afternoon and we can't have the power go out."

The power went out.

"Excellent opportunity for a field trip! Everyone to the bus!"

[[Good God in His high chair, is it Thursday again? Wait for the OCD. Play on, MacDuff.]]

Adventuring Survival Tactics, Period 4, A Classroom, 2/2/07

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Today, the classroom had pillows. Lots and lots of pillows. The Doctor was standing, with a smug grin on his face. When everyone had gathered, he spoke.

"Sex. If you're going to get all righteous and uptight on me, you're officially excused out the door right now and you can go watch Davey and Goliath clips on YouTube or whatever it is you boring people do. Anyone leaving?"

He paused, just in case anyone did.

"Now this isn't your stupid and silly tab a into slot b lesson. That... well, frankly, that's boring. I'm sure Mr. Harkness could share his expertise for multiple, well, yes, I'm not here to talk about what two humans can do with their block and tackle, right? This is about what happens when you get really friendly with a nice blue girl with mandibles or a scaly fellow who doesn't have lips. So now, please bear with me."

And then the doctor launched into a lengthy lecture. With gestures. Dolls and bizzare plushies as Visual aids. And some possibly psychologically scarring content about what one does with horns, mandibles, scales, tails, and, of course, tentacles.

"So now, pair up, one of you pretend to be a creature with different physiology, and chat each other up. If you need some ideas, there's some tentacle porn magazines under some of the pillows. No actual sex in my classroom, please. I'd get sacked, and that would be a bad thing. So... go ahead and do what comes naturally, eh?"

[ooc: Wait for OCD is up, my friends.]