Library [Thursday, January 8]

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Claudia was super excited about her new job! She'd dressed especially carefully today, to denote her new maturity: pinstriped hotpants over dark blue tights, bright pink suspenders, and one of her dad's work shirts over a white tank top.

Her hair was tucked up in a bun held in place by chopsticks, and her earrings were a very subdued pair of lacquered watermelon slices. On anyone else, it'd look like she'd mugged a deranged drag queen. On Claudia, it looked great.

She traipsed to the room number she'd been given on the piece of paper from the office and opened the door.

"Oh, it's full of books!" she said, sounding surprised.

Literature, Class 1: Period 3, Thursday, January 8

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Miss Elizabeth Bennet was somewhat surprised, by how quickly life fell into patterns, and the unusual came to be routine. In the weeks she had been away from Fandom, she had missed teaching, had missed the interactions and discussions. It was quite good to be back.

"Welcome to class," she smiled. "My name is Miss Elizabeth Bennet, and I am to be your literature teacher this semester."

( Why literature? )

Thaumaturgy 101 - Thursday - First Period - 1/08

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She was more than glad to see, as her students streamed in, more than a couple familiar faces and quite a few new ones. After the heavy lecture of the last class, she was rather excited for this one. Oh the plans that she had...

"Well," she said as she stepped away from her desk, her blue corduroy walking dress swishing ever so faintly in the morning sun, "you've come to this class, I should like to hope, to learn the very basics of thaumaturgy. Were you to be interested in pistolry, this would be comparable to learning to build the contraption. Should you have been interested in dance, this is where you would learn the steps.

"Thaumaturgy is a complex art, to be sure, with many schools and branches and ideologies mixed into it but there is, at it's heart, a logic and a methodology, else it should be very hard to teach, don't you think?"

She didn't wait for an answer, but went on.

"I myself hold a doctorate in the subject, but my area of expertise is in forensic sorcery. My schooling was done with many of the Teutonic masters and so I admit that there might be something of a slant; I shall do my best to correct this should it become anything like a problem. For today, however, we shall of course be doing introductions and I will be handing out the syllabus and a small survey."

[ocd is a go!]

Phys Ed: Week 1, Period 1 (Fri. 1/9)

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When students arrived, they would find the Danger Shop was set up like a traditional gymnasium, complete with changing rooms and really high ceilings.

Most of the gym floor was covered in thick, blue mats, with the enormous, body-sinking-type mats stacked underneath three ropes that dangled from the ceiling. Next to these ropes stood a giant of a man who also happened to be the gym teacher.

"I'm Ronon Dex and this is Physical Education or P.E.," Ronon smiled as he looked around at his students, noting familiar faces and cataloging new ones. "Okay, first class gets the intro thing, but only after you introduce yourself to the rope." He gestured the thumb of one fist toward the three ropes in question, which students would note differed only in how many knots were tied in them and how high up on the rope lay a wide red line. "Climb to the red line and slide back down." Ronon grabbed hold of the rope with his large hands and swung himself quickly up to the top moving hand over hand until he touched the red line. Sliding most of the way down quickly, Ronon leaped back to the ground and wiped his hands on his leather pants.

"Should be easy enough, but first you need a uniform. Last semester, some students stole and burned the uniforms at the end. All that means for you is you don't have to wear anybody else's old stuff. Lucky. Now, go suit up and meet me back here in five." Ronon crossed his arms, expecting them to move, and fast.

[Please see note in OOC thread and class info here]

Movie Appreciation: Week 1, Period 3 (Fri. 1/9)

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In time for third period, the Danger Shop had been transformed into a large movie theater complete with a stage in front of the screen. On the stage this morning, stood a large man with dreads who wore a leather ensemble that either screamed pot head or alien based on your point of view.

"Movies. People on Earth can't get enough of 'em. You may know I'm not from this galaxy, but I've seen enough movies in the past few years to have figured out it's all about entertainment. Which is where you come in." He stalked across the stage, trying to catch a few student's eyes as he went along. "This class is to appreciate movies. We'll watch clips an' discuss the types. I'm gonna ask you to spend a couple hours outside class watching some other movies as the semester goes along. Do it, don't, you're the one who won't get to kick Sheppard in the face when we act out meta for Hot Fuzz." Sadly for John, he wasn't kidding.

"This week we're doin' the intro thing. Tell us your name and describe your favorite movie. Then we'll see if anyone knows what the hell you're talkin' about and can guess the title. If you've never seen a movie or don't have a favorite, tell everybody why you're here."

[Please see note in OOC thread and class info here]