Criminal Justice: Wednesday

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Gibbs breezed into the classroom just as the bell rang. "Sit," he ordered everyone in the classroom. "No talking."

He took a long sip of coffee as he waited for the class to settle in. "Last week you 'caught' the bad guy. Today we talk about interrogation. There's two categories of interrogation. The first category is strictly about gathering information. Here you interview everyone. Friends. Family. Co-workers. If the damn cat can talk, you get a statement. When you do this pay attention to their answers. Ignore nothing. Someone uses a funny word choice? Make a note of it. Someone makes an off-hand comment? Note it. After you're done with these interviews? Verify everything. Why? Because people lie and usually they're pretty crappy about covering it up."

He took a breath and another couple of gulps of coffee. "The other type of interrogation is the kind you always see in cop shows. When you have evidence on a person of interest you get him or her and bring him into a room. Then you let that person sit and stew for a bit. Unless the person is a sociopath, this is usually the best way to loosen 'em up. Then you go in and you be intimidating. You're not the friendly guy with notepad taking a statement. You have evidence. You line it up in front of him. You tell him you think he's guilty and you nail him to the wall with it. Doesn't matter if the evidence is shaky. He doesn't know that. Even if that person isn't guilty he or she might let loose a bit of information that'll help with the case. If you make them cry and they are innocent? Too bad. The case is what matters."

Gibbs then gestured at his students. "Pair up. Time to see what you got and if you paid attention."

[Wait for the OCD is up]

My Life as a Buddy Movie | Period 2 | Wednesday | June 10

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After sending out handwavy notice, Loki was leaning against a wall and waiting for his class to file into the Danger Shop today. If he looked exciting, well, he was. He hadn't been in this classroom yet and he was kind of really fucking excited about what he'd planned today. He was such a fucking natural.

( cut because he babbles )

Healthy Diet and Living; Wednesday, Period One [ 06/10 ].

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Hopefully, all the students had gotten the handwavey message from Daisy requesting that the class meet in the gym this morning, in exercise clothes, and that they show up awake and breakfasted and ready for a day they could probably guess was coming based on that information, and that she was sure they were all looking forward to.

"Good morning!" she greeted them. "Today we're covering just a little bit of that 'living' part in the class's title, because you can eat as healthy as you want, but if you really want it to be effective, you have to pair it up with exercise." She started to send around some handouts. "Now, every body is different so not everyone's going to have the same effective workout as every one else, but today we'll just touch on some basic ones and then you can try to figure out one fit for you for next week!"

"Alright, then, get some water, you'll want to keep those electrolytes replenished, and let's start with some stretches. You can tell me about how your dinners went while we do that."

[[ OCD is on the way is the eye of the tiger, the cream of the fight; it's risin' up to the challenge of our rivals! Class Roster and Syllabus ]]

Seven Secrets to Success - Period Five - Wednesday, 6/10

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Much to the disappointment of his class, it was regular old dead-as-a-doornail Rimmer who was at the head of the class today. He looked troubled, more than usual, and he eyed the class with suspicion as they came in and sat at their desks.

"Today's class," he said with a lift of his head, unwilling to admit that he was reasonably sure they were going to want that smeghead in bacofoil back over him, "is as the syllabus says: Weasel cunning vs Being a Smeghead. If you hadn't figured it out already, the question posed is how far is too far? Where does ambition stop and pure wrongheaded bastardliness begin?"

He paced in front of them, as much from nervousness as because he thought it was a teacherly thing to do.

"That is a question each of you will face in your path to success. When does it go from stomping on a few fat, stupid heads to get what you need to being a truly disgusting display of smegheadedness?"

He paused at the front of the class.

"The answer, cadets, is very simple. It's when the idea of looking at yourself afterwards, or, in the more unlikely case where you can look at a future version of yourself that for some reason has decided yellow is his color, is utterly repulsive. A bit of weasel cunning should make you feel like you're on top of the world. If the idea makes you feel like the slime under an androgynous pleasure GELF, no amount of cunning is worth it.

"That's why today, I'm going to make that response easier for you. I have three 'situations' set up which will test your cunning... and your smegheadedness. Two answers are stupid, one is appropriate, and one will result in a quantity of slime falling atop your head."

Because if he was going to be tortured by this class, then by God, so would they.

"If you have any questions, stuff them."

[ocd up!]

Library [06/10]

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Once Sam had become sane again after the weekend, he'd realized that leaving the library early last week might not have been as great of an idea as it had seemed at the time, and he'd have to make up for it by being the best worker he could be today.

However, that had been before he'd discovered that The Sims 3 had been released. His shift in the library looked a whole lot different now.

Art of Seduction [Wednesday, Period Four]

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Bond waited until the class was seated before he started speaking. "Good afternoon class, I trust you all had a pleasant week?" After all his had been very pleasant indeed.

"Today we'll be looking at the first date. Now there are a number of options you can choose from when it comes to first dates, though ideally it will be a low pressure environment where you can both relax." Not that Bond was terribly familiar with those. "You can go out for dinner and maybe dancing, if the weather is good you could go on a picnic, and of course there is the time honoured tradition of going to see a movie. Choosing to see a movie has a number of advantages, it's dark and intimate, yet also public, there is very little pressure to speak, unless you happened to choose a completely dire film and spend your time mocking it, the choice of movie can help indicate if you and your date possess compatible tastes, and if you sneak food in instead buying it from the concessions stand, it's relatively inexpensive."

"Today's exercise will be simple enough, I will put on a romantic movie, and you will pretend that the person sitting next to you is your date."

[ooc: wait for ocd up.]

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Fashion! Etc. Etc. Etc. [Thursday, June 11]

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"Today we dress our alteregos!" Edna announced, "and before you ask, no what you are wearing right now will not do." She glanced at a few particularly horrifying examples in the class Claudia and shuddered. "Your job, when you are not being a superhero, is to blend into the background! To be completely unremarkable! To have your neighbors, if asked, reply 'I have no idea who that person is!' when asked!"

She smiled and flung her hands towards the many, many racks of clothing. Nothing plaid, darlings. She has standards, and you don't need to look like a hobo to be unremarkable. "So you will pick out ensembles for each other! Twenty-first century style, please. You want to blend in, not look like a crazy escapee from the Renaissance Festival."