Monday, August 9th, 2010

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"Well, then!" said Aquaman as the class gathered for the day. "We've all had quite the outrageous, exciting weekend, haven't we? Thankfully, do I have the easy class for you today, as well as someone who might help get you through the week!"

It was at that moment that, with a great dramatic flair, Aquaman yanked off the sheet that had been covering the table to reveal a whole collection of various different goldfish swimming around in lazy circles in little glass bowls.

The Children are Our Future! )

"So come claim your fish, get to know him or her a little better, and have watching the film be your first activity together as a new family! I've brought plenty of popcorn and fish flakes! It should be a nice, wholesome activity to help you get back into the swing of things this week!"

[[ OCD on the way is up! Go fish! ]]

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Today... Was a pizza day. Or, rather, a pizza with some salads on the side just-in-case day. Call Reno crazy, but he suspected that most of the students in his classroom hadn't been in any state of mind to go and get food yesterday after cleaning up from their respective traumas, and the weekend had been pretty low on eating for the people stuck in that wasteland with him, so...

He was sitting on the top of his desk, mowing down on a slice of pepperoni with extra cheese when the students made their way into the classroom today. He even stopped to chew and swallow before speaking! Be thankful.

I'm gonna try to take it easy on you today. )

[OCD on the waaaaay up!]
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It had been a long weekend for Ziva, and she hadn't even gone anywhere. She could only imagine what things had been like for the students who had disappeared, so when everyone arrived in the Danger Shop today, they'd find it set up like a regular classroom, with a television and bowls of popcorn sitting on the desk.

"Good morning," she said. "Since this was a terribly difficult weekend for some of you, I decided to save our physical exertion for next week. Today, we will be watching Camp Somewhere instead. Take some popcorn and stay comfortable."
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The students had received hadwavey notice that class would meet in a classroom, instead of the Danger Shop. Ghanima didn't want to be around any more fancy technology today.

And if she was doing an internal head-count as her students arrived, well, she doubted anyone would blame her.

The classroom itself had been transformed; no desks, large pillows and blankets, and juice and hot tea on the one remaining table. Anyone who had taken any of Ghanima's classes before knew that this meant Movie Day.

"Sometimes, you find yourself in an unknown situation, forced to rely upon allies that you barely know," she began gently, as the last student arrived. "You can either resent this, or make the best of it. You won't always be the one who knows the terrain best, who is familiar with the environment, but you can always find someone who is."

"Watch the film, get some sleep, or go to the clinic if you have not already been checked out by a healer of some sort."

[OCD up.]

[identity profile] one-who-goes.livejournal.com
Henry was happy to see that everything seemed to be in good order when he got to the library this morning and took down his sign. He was preparing for an ordinary day (or as ordinary as any day in Fandom ever was) when his cell phone rang with a call from the specialists at Johns Hopkins.

The good news: They had a new medication combination that was stopping all time travel in mice. The bad: The next step was testing it on, um, him. Which meant spending a week in the hospital connected to every kind of monitor they had, and a couple Henry highly suspected had been invented just because somebody got bored.

He'd do it, of course. The research might lead to a cure for Alba, even if it didn't do anything for him. It just wasn't exactly how he'd planned to spend his time away from the job.

With a sigh and a shake of his head, he went back to his office and started making the arrangements that had to be made if he'd be gone for a week.
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Today the Danger Shop was set up like Anakin's normal classroom instead of any sort of interactive scenario.

"I hope you've all managed to catch up on sleep since the weekend," he said, sweeping into the room and taking a seat. "Today we're going to talk a little bit--and only in general terms, so don't feel compelled to share anything you don't want to talk about--about anything you learned in this class that may have helped you over the last week, or any tips you picked up about moving silently or not being noticed."

He looked a little uncomfortable as he added, "And if you'd like to talk in more specifics after the class with an adult, I'm available for that as well."

Anakin was bad with emotions.

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