Magic of Baking: Week 1, Period 3

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Because I am just made of win and awesomeness right now, let me point you over to Magic of Baking Class 1.

Now I sleep.

Dogma: Fuck It! | Wednesday | Period 1

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Even though he'd taught a few times before, it always gave Loki a little thrill when they let him keep teaching. And when his class for this summer had been approved, he'd been on cloud fucking nine. So, he was there, feet up on his desk while he waited for the students to file in and take their seats. Once they did, Loki finally stood up and looked at them for a few moments. Then, he climbed up onto his desk, smirked once, and screamed. Loud. And for a long time.

( Sorry kids, you all get to deal with a nearly insane angel for a few fucking weeks.... )

Blending In, Wednesday, Period 6

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Ziva had to admit, she was looking forward to teaching again far more than she'd expected to, so when the students arrived in the Danger Shop, they'd find her looking quite content, even if she was dressed in a very un-Zivalike fashion.

"Good afternoon," she said. "For those of you who are new to the school, my name is Ziva David. You may call me Ziva if you wish, or Ms. David if you insist on formality. Hopefully, all of you are in the right place and are here to learn about blending in when visiting different places and interacting with different cultures. We will be sticking to Earth cultures, because this is where I am from," and no, that never got less strange to have to say, "and while normally the first week is reserved for introductions, I would like to swim right in and get started - with something easy, and a little local."

( Read more... )

Library [05/12]

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Sam had enjoyed having a little time off, but he was even happier to be back in the library, even if he didn't have anything pressing to do today. He found a few books on New York City and settled in behind the desk to read. Sure, Peter would probably be able to answer any questions he ended up having, but the less he had to ask about, the better he'd feel.

Applied Dadaism, Wednesday, Period 2

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Students had handwavily gotten notice to meet up in the Preserve behind the school for class today. When they arrived, they'd find Artie balanced seemingly precariously on a trampoline, eyes on his watch, counting down the seconds until class was due to start.

Artie was nothing but punctual when it came to being ridiculous.

When the appointed time arrived, Artie bounced down off the trampoline with a cheerful "Bazoom!" and posed triumphantly in front of the students!

( Welcome to Applied Dadaism )

[ooc: OCD is up and we're ready to roll!]

Being Marooned: Not So Bad! [Thursday, May 13]

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As was only fitting, Jack's class was meeting on the beach. He was waiting for them, hat perched atop his head, bottom perched atop a giant clothing trunk.

This would not end well.

"Hello, my young ruffians!" he said, standing up and doffing his hat before bowing extravagantly. "I am Captain--Captain--Jack Sparrow. You may call me Captain Jack Sparrow."

As you would.

( And lo, he rambles )

Self Defense and Kickassery for Dummies; Thursday Fifth Period [1st. Class]

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The students had been noticed handwavily that the class would take place in the Danger Shop. Once they arrived they would see the place looked pretty much like a dojo, and nothing else. Leaning on one of the pillars was the teacher, who didn't acknowledge or react to the students arriving until the time for her class started; for some Faith was probably just another student.

Once the time had come, Faith parted from the pillar, placing herself in front of the class.
( So, this is the deal )