Teamwork 101 -- Period 1 [Class #2] [Monday]

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Genesis had arrived early to the classroom, quite early, just in case his co-teacher had a similar idea, and stuck a note in his elaborate handwriting on the door saying that class was to occur in the Danger Shop. Then he’d lifted the chair without effort and carted it down that way with him.

The point of the matter, Genesis suspected Reno would understand it. Thus, the Danger Shop, when students began arriving, contained the chair, with Genesis in it. As he inspected the control panel for the room curiously.

( Reno made a face... )

“You heard him, yo. Now get to it.”

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Fighting With Powers [Monday, Fourth Period]

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The Danger Shop was set up to look and feel like a warm spring day in a nice open grassy field. Max could have picked just about anything with space to move in, but it amused him to go for something incongruous with the actual weather.

Again his voice was loud, but at least they were outside so the effect wasn't quite as bad as it had been last week. "Welcome back to Fighting With Powers. Last week we talked a bit about what each of us is capable of. This week we're going to take that and put it into practice."

( Max took nearly an entire minute to study each of his students in turn. )

"That's it. Let's get started."

Library, Monday

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Yesterday's conversation in the common room meant today, William was reading all about the history of the radio. He'd some some basic reading on the subject upon his arrival in Fandom, of course, but now he felt obligated to go more in-depth on the subject.

The Science of Sexuality, Monday

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"Welcome back to class, everyone."

You didn't really need to be a genius to know that was coming from John. "We thought we'd start these lessons off in chronological order. Last week, we started out with a bit of sexual preferences, now we're moving on to communication. Which is crucial, even-- no, especially with intercourse, much like the rest of the romantic arena. You have to be able to talk freely about what you want, or even if you want it, and how."

Meanwhile Sherlock remained sitting behind the desk, typing away on his phone. This whole communication thing was really more John's area of expertise.

"A skill most people lack judging by the divorce rates," he added dryly. "Any relationship, sexual or otherwise has rules that allow it to work. For example, I am no longer allowed to perform experiments in the bath because someone was squeamish."

"I'm not squeamish," John said, rolling his eyes. He refused to look back at Sherlock. "I just don't think the tub is the right venue to use for toxicological studies of body parts."

No, seriously, Sherlock. Seriously.

"Well, where else was I supposed to put it?" Sherlock asked, still not looking up from his mobile. "The sink was being used."

"Not in the bath!"

Cough.

After that little detour. "Sorry about that," John segued. "Anyway, communication. Make sure that you and your partner are at an even keel no matter what kind of relationship you pursue. If you don't want to engage in intercourse in the forseeable future, let them know as openly as you can. If your partner won't communicate with you, it might be a good moment to reconsider."

... Shut up.

They had a perfectly healthy, codependent relationship! Really!

"Break off into pairs and come up with whatever rules for a relationship your hormone addled brains can manage." Sherlock was such a kind, caring teacher.


"Just based on your personal wants and needs," John added, hastily. "No need to reveal anything intimate you don't want to reveal, or simulate a relationship."

Chemistry; Tuesday, Period One [ 01/11 ].

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"Good job on survivin' yer first week of classes, kids," Kūkaku smirked at the assembled class in front of her. "I'm sure some of you have been workin' on your projects for this week, while the rest of you either slacked off or picked somethin' easy, so let's get those out of the way, and then move onto the lecture. There's safety goggles on yer desks; put 'em on so John Watson doesn't yell at me, and we'll get started. Stark, since you were so convinced yours couldn't be done, let's start with you."

( It was always good to start the day with blowing things up. )

"If ya do want to make it a little exciting, though, and make certain combinations of atom models explode, this is a Shiba class, so it's mostly recommended. Any questions? If not, get to work. And don't forget to read the chapters for next week, too."


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The Art of Pacifism; Tuesday, Fifth Period [ 01/11 ].

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"Welcome back, my little ducklings ♥," Shunsui already had the desks moved away from the centre of the room, and was sitting there ready for them to settle into their circle. Mugs of hot cocoa, this time with slowly melting little mini-marshmallows, were already waiting for them as well. "Today, I wish to speak with you all about Mahavira ♥, ancient reformer of the Jainism religion, which prescribes its followers to take the path of nonviolence toward all living beings ♥. He was born as Prince Vardhaman in a place called Kundgraam ♥. Even in the womb, it is said, he brought wealth and prosperity to his kingdom, like the abundant bloom of beautiful flowers in the springtime ♥. He did not let his status as a prince allow him to fall into the spoils of royalty and privilege, adopting practises of meditation and self-contemplation even at a young age ♥. Still, it took him until the age of thirty to renounce his kingdom, release himself of worldly possessions and went into life as an ascetic ♥. That was twelve years spent mostly in meditation and dedicating himself to not harming a single person, animal, or plant ♥. He gave up all possessions, including..." Please, forgive Shunsui the eyebrow waggle, "clothing ♥. He earned his name of Mahavira and spent the rest of his life preaching the things he'd learned on his spiritual journey ♥. He attained the state of Nirvana at the age of 72 and 4 months."

Which was a blink of an eye to Shunsui, really, but he didn't have any intention of giving up worldy possessions anytime soon.

( Except maybe clothing... )

"One may claim, then, that a pacifism of the Jaina vein is a pacifist through the utmost awareness of his or her surroundings ♥. They are constantly vigilant on what actions might cause violence in even the slightest ways, and strive to avoid them. But enough talk from me ♥. It is now your turn ♥. Is the Jaina concept of Ahimsa a realistic or reachable goal? In which ways would you say it succeeds or fails ♥? No wrong answer, no strict order, just a discussion to consider all the variety of opinions that are sure to exist with such an ecclectic group ♥. Who wants to start ♥?"

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