Maritime Safety, [Monday, Period Three]

[doubleohblonde]

Bond had informed his class to meet him at the Danger Shop for today's class. When they arrived, they found themselves in a small boat on the open sea.

"Good morning, class," Bond greeted them from his position in the stern of the lifeboat. "As you can see we've had a bit of a mishap at sea, but luckily, we all made it to this fully-stocked lifeboat before the ship went down." He took a moment to explain the lifeboat and the kinds of equipment they would find on board.

"Your task today is to discuss, or otherwise communicate, various potential strategies you could employ to ensure you all survive until rescue arrives. I will, however, point out that the first person to suggest eating each other will be taking a dip in the ocean soon thereafter."

"If you need some ideas about how not to behave, we also happen to have a portable television playing a movie to that effect."

[ooc: wait for ocd up]

[Class Roster|Class Rules]

Rookiehood 101, Tuesday, Period 4

[raspberryturk]

"Attitude," Reno said, walking into the classroom today with his usual swagger, "is going to be what makes or breaks you all in the end, yo. People can tell a lot about a person by the way they carry themselves, by the words they use and the expressions they let show on their faces. I could probably take a good, hard look at each and every one of you and pick out which of you don't wanna be here, which of you actually wanna learn, which of you are tryin' hard not to roll their eyes at me and which ones ain't gonna bother makin' the attempt. It don't matter what the job you're doin' is, yo. You walk into it tellin' yourself that it's gonna suck, and it will."

( He twitched a crooked smile... )

[Open!]

Library, Tuesday

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

No matter where Anemone looked, she couldn't find the source of the music. First it was going on something about helmets on heads, and now it was just being naughty.

Though the night be dark as dungeon, not a star to be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble, into the arms of me only love.
I went up to her bedroom window, kneeling gently upon a stone
I rapped on her bedroom window "My darling dear, do you lie alone"?

"This isn't anyone's bedroom, you've got the wrong building."

I'm a rover, seldom sober
I'm a rover of high degree!
And when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking
How to gain my love's company!

"You shouldn't do any of that in a library, you know," she informed the air. "If you spill your drink on the books, I'm going to be very put-out with you."

The Fandom High Library was open, don't start singing along, or the aide might throw a book at you.

[OOC: Blame one_who_goes.]

Functional French, Tuesday, Period 2

[one-who-goes.livejournal.com]

French class met around a large, circular table in the Danger Shop today, which had been programmed to resemble a bustling French bistro. Henry had to shout a little bit to be heard over the background noise.

//Welcome to the Bistrot du Coin//, he said. He'd decided this was the week he'd speak French for the entire class. //This is modeled after a real restaurant in Washington. I hope you're a little hungry even though this is a weird time for a meal, because your assignment this week is to order something off the restaurant's menu. Here's a vocabulary sheet for the day; the moddable waiter will be by in a few minutes. I'm getting the Confit de Canard, for what it's worth.//

//Make polite conversation while you eat, please.//

Maritime Mammals, Tuesday, Period 6

[takesaftermom.livejournal.com]

Summer had handwavily let her students know to meet at the docks for today's class. She was happy to see that the weather was cooperating and it would be sunny out on the water.

( Dolphins and whales, oh my! )

Having said that, Summer picked up the pace of the boat a bit more to get to open water.

[OCD coming up.]

Breaking the Glass Ceiling, Tuesday

[on-her-korhal.livejournal.com]

"We've spoken," Kerrigan started in, as soon as the door had shut behind the last student. She gave no other warning, "To some extent, about the kinds of subterfuge you need when the scales are tipped against you. Because the day, the moment, the whatever where you realise that the upstairs is keeping you from your full potential is the moment you either lie down and die, or you begin to adapt to the principles of asymmetrical warfare."( Cut for TL;dr! )

Romance 101, Wednesday, Period 4 -- Class 5

[carpe_demon]

Much to the horror of most of the class, they would find a karaoke set-up in the front of the room when they arrived. Don't even think of trying to slink away; Drake would hunt you down and drag you back, kicking and screaming.

"All right, kiddies," Drake said, clapping his hands and rubbing them together. "Love songs. I had you dance to them once, but today, we're going to sing them. Don't worry if you don't have a great voice. Sometimes embarrassing yourself a little can be a really romantic thing. So you're going to pick a song and belt it out. Sing from the heart. It's the words and the emotion that matters, not your voice. I'll step up and get you started."

( The power of love is a curious thing.... )

"Now, your turn. If you have trouble, I'll pick a song for you."