Sex Ed, Wednesday, Period 2, Class #1

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When the students entered, they found that on each of the desks was an 8.5" x 11" piece of white cardboard, a printed list and colored markers. A young, pale man with tousled bronze hair and a beige shirt stood at the front of the room.
( Sex Ed, Class #1 )

Survive Your Own Cooking - 3rd period - (9/3)

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After the handwavey announcement that class was happening in the Danger Zone Room Shop, Deadpool was there. Laying in wait for his new class to arrive.

Like a big cat. A puma, if you will.

A very red and slightly bored puma.

"Good morning my intrepid class of chef wannabes!" Not that he had much, or any talent there himself. "This is a class on cooking in a way that you can both survive and eat. A great concept, right? No more microwaving that questionable bit of Chinese food from a week ago that kinda looks different than when you first bought it, and you think my be becoming sentient."

Not that that had ever happened to him or anything.

"--and then you eat it and you have the weirdest damn dreams and the vague idea that your lower intestine are trying to kill you with a weetiny angry mob that's stabbing it's way out," He continued cheerfully.

After a moment of glaring at his stomach area, Deadpool shook his head. "Nevermind that! First day of class means I don't have to plan things for you and you have to tell me about yourselves, even though I don't really care. So... make things up! It'll be so much more fun for us all."

He pointed at the nearest student. "Name, age, favorite food and... the last time you had food poisoning. And make it interesting!"

Physics with trees, Period 1, 03 Sep '08

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Mohinder stood in the simulated outside of the Danger Shop, leaning against a metallic lecturn with a screen. He gave a quick head count as class assembled - matching names with faces.

"Good morning," he started. "I'm Dr Mohinder Suresh: this is physics with trees." The trees were - at least this week - non-literal, the major greenery a hedgerow a few feet behind him. "...and if anyone wants to volunteer as TA they can find me afterwards. In this class we'll be covering as many of the geosciences as possible, but focussing on geography. So I'm glad to see you all found your way here."

"As this is the first week, we'll start with introductions. Name, point of origin and tell me about the last time you got lost." After they had finished Mohinder nodded and continued. "Starting on a small scale, modern mazes are designed for recreation, as opposed to the older labyrinth design - a labyrinth is a single-path maze, with no chance of getting lost - often walked as a guide for meditation."

He punched a few buttons and section of hedge disappeared. "Do try not to get lost."

[OCD is up!]

Library [3.09]

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Opening the library on a Wednesday was a new experience. As was Altra's bristled fur and puffed tail.

Since Karal didn't know what was up with the 'cat, and Altra was disinclined to share, he simply sighed and went to make sure all was in order.

Leadership: Thursday, Period 1, Class 1. (9/4/08)

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"Morning everyone," Nathan said. He took a spot at the head of the class. He was, as near darned always, dressed in a suit. "I'm Mr. Petrelli. For anyone here who might be close with my brother Peter, I'm still Mr. Petrelli."

Nathan handed out the syllabus and class rules. "Here's the overview of the class for the semester. Make sure to read it as OOC rules are in there too. Because I'm a lawyer there is the fine print of classes being subject to change at any time.

"Today's class is going to be very easy though. First, I want everyone to introduce themselves with their name and why they're taking the class. Second?"

Nathan sat down behind his desk, looking for all the world like he was done for the day. "Someone needs to be in charge of this class. Let me know if you figure out who that is.

"And Meg? Come see me after class. Thanks."

[ooc: OCD is up! Be sure to read the OOC note as well as the class rules. Thanks!]

Survival Skills [Wednesday, Period Four]

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As the class entered the classroom, they would have found Bond leaning against the front desk.

"Good afternoon class," he began after they had all arrived. "For those of you who haven't taken a class with me before, my name is Bond, you may address me as Professor Bond, or sir."

"This class is Survival Skills," Bond continued. "And really, the name should be self-explanatory, in this class you will be learning about a number of skills that over the years I have to be extremely beneficial to my continued survival. Since I have, on occasion, led an interesting life, some of these may seem slightly out of the ordinary, but that doesn't diminish their value any."

"Now, for our first lesson, we'll keep things simple, introduce yourself to the rest of the class and tell us your name, year, why you're taking the class, one survival skill you feel you have, and one that you think might be useful to learn."

"Oh, one more thing," Bond said, running his finger down the class list. "If Mr Darklighter is here, could he please see me after class."

[ooc: wait for ocd up!]

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