Flight Club [Flight Shed]

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Gavin was hiding under a hooded sweatshirt and a baseball cap today. Yeah, he knew it didn't do much to hide who he was but it was something. And it made it even less likely that he'd look John in the face after...last night.

Kriffing hell, he hated gremlins. He hated this place. And why the kriff had he been the girl?

"Welcome back. There's snacks." Gavin was just bundles of joy today. "Uh, just...practice with your vehicle of choice in the sim and we'll get back on track next week."

When he wasn't wanting to run and disappear into the deepest hole the island offered.

"Pay particular attention to landings. That'll come in handy next week."

With that, Gavin pulled open the sim's door and started wishing for lightning to strike him down.

Leadership: Wednesday, Period 1, Class 13 (4/8/09)

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"Welcome back," Nathan said as they all filed in. "It's good to see that you all made it. If we have time at the end of class perhaps those of you who took leadership roles over the weekend can talk about what it was like.

"First, we have today's lesson." ( Cut to save flists )

[ooc: OCD is up!]

Library [04/08]

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When Sam got to the library, the first thing he did was check all around the desk for gremlins. Just because he had to be nice to them on the radio didn't mean he had to let himself get bitten, and it wasn't until he saw that he was safe that he sat down and got to work.

Anthropomorphic Anatomy, Period 3, 08 Apr '09

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Handouts were already laid out on desks at the beginning of class.

"End to end, the human digestive system is several metres long," said Mohinder, carefully avoiding thinking about what he'd say next. "Where it can take anything up to 72 hours to process completely. From here," he touched the base of his jaw, "to here," and then midway down his torso, "in approximately seven seconds."

"Most of the digestion time takes place in the stomach; an expandable, warm, squashy enviroment full of bacteria and strong acids, before passing through the intestines to wring out as much of what is useful as possible," he said, summarising the last stages. "You are, in a very real sense, what you eat."

"You all have your collections of spare parts," he said, gesturing to the boxes by the desks. "You should have no problems being able to identify and put together your own systems."

[OCD is up. Have at!]

Heroing [Tuesday, Period 2, Class 12]

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When Captain Hammer came to class today, he was just getting ready to boom his normal greeting to the class when, out of nowhere, a gremlin snuck up on him. (Which he'd never admit.) And bit him. (Which he would try to forget later.)

Don't worry. Class would still be handled.

"My name is Rainbow Brite!" she/he said...brightly. "And I'm from Rainbow Land! I'm here to add color to your world! For class, we're gonna play with color! What's your favorite color? Draw a picture of yourself wearing it!" She gestured to some art supplies that she'd dragged out (or that Captain Hammer had, prior to class actually getting there. Either way.) "And I can turn anything into colors, with my Color Belt!" She selected something from a small pocket, then held it up. A rainbow shot out of her belt buckle and through the small object onto a desk, turning it from boring brown to a bright, vibrant purple!

At least, in her head. Slash his head. In real life, nooooothing really happened, but Captain Hammer was holding his belt buckle and a penny from his pocket. So there's some interesting imagery.

"See? So today, play with color!" She grinned at the assembled older kids, then spun in a circle. Because she could. Then she set to work turning all the desks different colors!

In her own mind, anyway. The desks were totally the same color.

[I DUNNO.]

Cafeteria [Wednesday, Lunchtime]

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It was all Mac's own fault, really.

She'd gone and said that she was avoiding them, so of course, one of those helpful little gremlins came and found her, and bit her. Hard.

So, that would explain why she was standing centre stage on one of the cafeteria tables, addressing the gathered crowds - her screaming, adoring fans - in pink tights, shiny white boots and a little dress with sparkles.

That banana she's holding? That is a microphone, yes.

And she's going to use it.

[So, she thinks she's Hannah Montana. The girl really did have it coming to her for broadcasting everyone else's embarrassment! The cafeteria is open for your boggling and/or lunching needs, obviously.]