Library, Monday [April 19]

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Gabrielle (a missed splotch of chocolate syrup still behind one ear) hurried into the library just on time this morning, got the coffee brewing, and set about her tasks with a tiny perplexed frown.

This was, normally, the sort of frown that meant she was stuck on a single turn of phrase for what she was sure was otherwise a truly epic prose passage, but today it was the tiny perplexed frown of someone who'd woken up abruptly from a dream about writing, only to be jarred awake by one very bad turn of phrase in a truly epic prose passage.

It had been upsetting. Coffee and books were a nice solution for that.

Horror 101, Monday

[chosehumanity]

"Today is the day of your final," Mitchell intoned, then clapped his hands, grinning. "We'll be starting off with a few written questions. But after that, I've got something else for you."

He dumped a stack of papers on his desk. It, and several other flat surfaces in the area - including some of the students' desks - had acquired a cup of tea.

"We've talked about a great many fears over the past few weeks," he continued, "But the main one, the most quintessentially human one is the fear of death. The fear of being gone from this Earth, from what we are, the whole lot. Most of our fears come down to that: death."

"So to finish up your final," he continued, sitting down, "I've invited a friend in to talk about it. While you're writing, I want you all to come up with one question you'd like to ask about death, and she will answer it." He peered into the room, searching for Chloe if she was there and smiled slightly. "Don't worry, she doesn't bite."

He tapped his pen on the desk. "Now, get started! You've got thirty minutes."

[[ wait for the ocd up! ]]

World Mythology -- Third Period -- Monday

[atreideslioness]

"Congratulations," Ghanima said as everyone arrived. "You've made it through yet another semester relatively intact."

"As any of you know who have taken my classes before, I don't believe in finals," she continued. "Either you have learned from the material or you have not, and making you cram for a test is no indication of your intelligence levels."

"So instead, I want to hear from you today. I'd like everyone to take a moment to stand up and share with us one myth from this class that resonated with them, and why. I am not requiring a verbal defense of a thesis, but heartfelt honesty is appreciated, when approaching the mythos of a culture."

[OCD has arrived!]

Study Hall, Monday [4/19]

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Summer set out a good amount of snacks and beverages (healthy options included!) in case anyone stopped by to get some studying in. It was finals week, after all. That's why Summer had varied the snack options -- healthy and sugary goodness alike.

Snagging a glazed doughnut and a cup of coffee for herself, Summer settled in with a stack of reading material.

[OCD coming up.]

Flight Club [after classes]

[momslilassassin]

It was a lot quieter outside the flight shed today than it had been last Monday, and whether that was a good thing or a bad one, Tahiri was withholding judgment on the question.

"Hey, everyone," she said, fiddling with her comlink just for the sake of something to do with her hands. "So . . . end of the semester already, huh? After last night, and with more finals to go for a lot of us, it seems like today should be a pretty easygoing day. Like Warren said a couple of weeks ago, this point in the semester ought to be for fun. Of course, some of us --" she gave Ben an amused but pointed look -- "have different ideas of what counts as fun. So we've got a few different choices for you today, to blow off some of that finals stress steam."

Ben's eyes twinkled back at her. "For the space option, we're going to let you get back into a snubfighter--but this time it's the A-Wing, which is a lot zippier than the X-Wing. I know this makes me a traitor to the family and stuff, but it's totally astral for flying through asteroid fields."

Ben had a strange sense of fun. "So that's what you'll be doing. Try not to get smushed."

Tahiri was so not surprised about his strange sense of fun. "And for your atmospheric option today, have an XCOR EZ-Rocket experimental plane, and see how fast you can get those twin rocket engines to go."

Ben smiled at everyone. "And there's pizza and ice cream, as well. Don't take it too near the sims."

Japanese Etiquette & Tradition, 4/19/10, Period 5

[shiroi_tiger]

When the class assembled in the Danger Shop today, they'd find a very simple setup. A field, filled with cherry trees in full bloom. Algren didn't give a damn if they were properly in season at this time of the Spring or not. He wanted his class to write their final surrounded by cherry trees.

"Today, you've got a short written exam," he said, handing out clipboards and pens to the students as they entered. "And one bonus assignment, when you're finished that. Answer the questions, hand in your papers, and then, if you can find for me the perfect sakura blossom, I'll give you an extra ten percent on your final overall grade."

He nodded. Get to it, kids.

[Open!]

Outdoor Fitness and Strategy [Monday, Period One]

[doubleohblonde]

"Good morning," Bond began after the class had finished arriving. "This is the last week of classes, which also makes it your final. Rather than go for some fiendishly complex plot that involves no small level of risk to your collective person, we'll be doing something fairly simple instead."

Please note that simple was not quite the same thing as easy.

"We'll be revisiting the exercises that you all did in the first class. If at the end of the class you've shown improvement on your results from those, however slight, that will count as a pass."

"Now, who's up for some laps of the school for a warm up?"

[ooc: wait for ocd up.]

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