Monday, September 21st, 2009

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As the students arrived at the Danger Shop as handwavily instructed, they would find a feast set up. Long tables surrounded by large pillows and low couches, piled with heaps of food. "Last week we spoke briefly on Islam, so today I feel free to bump polytheism in favor of celebration," Ghanima said cheerfully, waving for them to take a seat. "Today is Eid ul-Fitr, often abbreviated to Eid."

Allaho-Akber, Allaho-Akber. La ila-ha ill-lal-lah. Allaho-Akber, Allaho-Akber. Wa-lilahill hamd. )

"So embrace your neighbor, have some lamb, and pass the vegetables," Ghanima said, gesturing at the table. "Your assignment for today is to go out and pay Zakat al-fitr as best you can after class. Give a friend a cookie, make pancakes in the common room, break the fast, and spread joy and goodwill to all. There's some handouts by the door if you're interested in learning more, but for now, eat."

[OCD up!]
[identity profile] berserkerminsc.livejournal.com
Before class, Minsc was at the blackboard, making another brave attempt at writing something on it. It was a slow process; he got through the word Faery fairly well, but then ran into trouble with the next one. Physinog-- Nope, scratch that. Pyysilo..crap. Physikalo--.

With an appropriate grunt of annoyance, Minsc erased the whole thing and just wrote Parts of Faeries.

It is a very busy class today! )

"So let us get started!"

[[ OCD on the way is the best leapfrogger on the block! ]]
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As the students came in today, they'd find that each desk held a pile of different kinds of paper, plus some blueprints. Tyler still wasn't feeling his best, so he'd decided the way to fill the hour was to let students make projectiles.

... anything for science, man.

"Welcome," he said, once they all seemed to be in their seats. "Today, we're talking about basic aerodynamics -- paper planes. The aerodynamics behind a paper plane are about the same as those behind any glider. Let me explain." And he did, discussing the reasons paper planes flew or didn't fly, the relative importance of the tail (none), and the differences in performance between origami planes and scale models.

As he spoke, he folded a perfect glider, and marked the conclusion of his lecture by tossing it over the heads of the students to crash just past the last row of desks. (Yes. He'd worked on this a lot.) "Your job today," he said, "is to build a perfect paper plane, either using the designs I gave you or with a design of your own. Cutting, glue, and tape are fine to use; so are small weights like paper clips or bobby pins. No using telekinesis to make it fly, though if I could, I would too."

He waved a hand at them. "Go to it."
[identity profile] not-a-mused.livejournal.com
Not long after Cal had come in to open the library, clutching a mug of sugar-infused coffee, did he settled behind the desk, duck his head slightly, and note how only a little bit of hair fell forward, barely even in his eyes. It was a far cry from the cascade that would tumble down and make a little cavern, and he blew air upwards, making them fly a short distance before settling back. And then there was his nose, which he kept gingerly poking at despite how much it hurt. Maybe because it hurt. It was kind of a cool sort of pain, and feeling it made him feel bad ass or something.

Either way, between the hair and the nose, Cal wasn't very likely to get any work done today.
[identity profile] satedan-soldier.livejournal.com
When students arrived in the Danger Shop, Ronon was smiling broadly at the group. The Danger Shop was filled with treadmills all set up facing a large movie screen. No worries, the locker room doors were just off to the side.

"Today we're gonna watch a foreign film from Germany. That's another Earth country. The movie's called Go Leda Go, and the title kinda gives it all away. She runs. A lot. Since running is something I'm familiar with, that's your activity. While you watch the movie you will run, but the Germans don't speak your English, so you'll have to read the screen or plug some headphones into your treadmill to listen to the English version if you can't deal. Call it multitasking." (Aww, look at him providing an alternative to reading!)

"Everybody gets a uniform and a treadmill. Go." He crossed his arms, expecting them all to file into the locker rooms that were handwavily over there while he hummed the theme to Legend of the Seeker, having watched a little too much swordplay over the weekend. It had been like watching his team's life minus the guns.
[identity profile] robinthefrog.livejournal.com
"We need a name." Robin said when Naomi arrived. He also had several bits of sheet music that had both piano and guitar parts.
[identity profile] once-a-traitor.livejournal.com
Again Edmund was in early and setting up for the club. He waited for everyone to arrive before addressing them. "Using a sword rarely comes naturally. You have to put effort into it, but you also have to work at your own pace to learn the fundamentals. If you want to practice the footwork drills from last week, please move over to my left and have at it. Experienced swordsmen...women...people," he fumbled, "who wish to use the time to spar head down the back. Everyone else will be practising a few defence exercises. We'll get to the attacking part next week."

Edmund demonstrated a few defence drills. "There you have it. If you need me to run through them with you, wave me over."

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