Public Speaking, Wednesday, March 5

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Richie was heavily caffinated and possibly vibrating in his seat. As soon as everyone was in class, he jumped up.

"So, I've spent the past two days waiting for my shoes to come back to life and try and kill me, and then I spent yesterday singing about it. I'm pretty sure there's something strange going on." He paused. "And if there isn't, I'm going to be so pissed that I've been walking outside in socks."
( Faking it! (OMG not dirty) )

Library, Wednesday [ 03/05 ]

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Adah limped into the library for her shift a little bit late, clutching onto some tea and carefully making it toward the desk. She realized, of course, that the rabbit in her messenger bag would still get knocked in the head a few times with the books in there even if she could walk straight and even, so she at least wanted to get to sitting down quickly so she could set down the tea and take out the books. The bunny could stay in there if she wanted; Adah didn't really care. So there she was, with tea, new books, a rabbit, and too many thoughts inside her head. She should try juggling next.

Discovery & Invention, Period 5, 5 Mar '08

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Approximately ten feet inside the Danger Shop there was a deep, sharp crack in the earth, marring the otherwise gentle rolling countryside. Mohinder was pacing back and forth on the far side as he waited for the class to assemble.

"Today we'll take a look at mechanics, or more precisely ballistics," said Mohinder. "The science of projectile in..." A cannonball crashed into the ground at his feet, and rolled into the gap below. "...motion." Mohinder glanced back over his shoulder, hoping his programming had been correct. He talked on, briefly covering ballistics, and turning to focus on early siege warfare.

"I won't ask you to move the world with your levers," he said, looking from the moddable materials, tools and paintballs by the edge of the gap to the equally moddable walls and towers on his side. "Try building something that will mark your mark."

[OCD is up!]

Driver's Ed [Wednesday, Period Four]

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The Danger Shop was set up to look like the outside parking lot of a high class European casino at night. There were a number of identical, sleek, gray cars parked near Bond.

"This is the Aston Martin DBS," he began, after the class, with the notable exception of the TA, had assembled, gesturing towards the nearest of the cars. "Handles well, with an excellent turn of speed. You'll be using them in your mid-term today.

"Now, shortly, a car will be passing through that road there, at very high speed, there will be a series of such cars at various intervals. Your task will be to take it in turn to follow a car, as closely as you're able, until the end of the sim. After you've finished the sim, you're free to go."

At that moment, a car came screeching down the road Bond had previously indicated.

"So, who's first?"

[ooc: wait for OCD up]

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Ethics [Thursday, March 6]

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His plans to go tuxedo shopping soon must have been on Anakin's mind when he'd planned this week's lesson.


"Love is patient, love is kind," he began, then made the universal symbol for "blah, blah, blah" with his hand.

He might secretly be a soft touch on the subject, but he was hoping no one in the room would call him on it.

"In the Jedi Order, we were taught that in order to maintain proper distance, to negotiate impartially across our galaxy, we were to strive for serenity, not passion. To be proper Jedi, we should not know anger, or hatred, or love."

He crossed his arms over his chest and glanced around the room. "Is this an unreasonable standard to hold someone to? What do you think they were trying to prevent?"

No One Said It Would Be Easy - Sheryl Crow