Monday, July 11th, 2011

Library, Monday

Monday, July 11th, 2011 07:18 am
[identity profile] faithandscience.livejournal.com
William... had not woken up as a pony yesterday. A fact for which he was exceedingly grateful because he liked having opposable thumbs, thank you. They made things like reading Curse of the Lost Pharoahs that much easier.
[identity profile] ofthe-wilds.livejournal.com
"They say trust must be earned over time," Morrigan stated abruptly once the class had arrived. "This is hogwash."

She wasn't in the best mood. She was a horse, of all things, which was a form she had never learned, nor had any desire to learn. All attempts at regaining her human body were futile, but she could still shift into other animals and back. It was easiest to speak the common tongue as a horse, however, for some odd reason. Horses did not have vocal cords like humans.

"Either you trust someone to have the same goals as you for the moment, or you do not. What they plan to do after your goals have been accomplished, that is not something to concern yourself with when on a quest. If you die now because you did not bring all your resources to bear, it is certain that you cannot be betrayed later."

"Right, you're such a complete optimist," Alistair said. He wasn't rolling his eyes, but only by sheer feat of will. "But she does have a point, I guess. The best friends you'll have are the ones at your side when you're fighting the same evil. Bonds like that can shape in an instant, especially among honorable men and women. That's why the Grey Wardens work: we're all united against the same enemy. Where we're from, who we used to be, that isn't important any longer." He snorted in a sort of... annoyed way. "Being a pony isn't the same thing, just so you know. That's just up there with 'victims of badly placed spells'."

"Honor has no place in practicality," Morrigan pointed out. "Survival does. But, 'tis true, that those fighting with you against some 'evil,'" and yes, you could hear the finger-quotes there. "-are your staunchest allies."

"And so, 'tis time for you to test yourselves. Do you count yourself a good judge of character? If so, then find an ally to light your campfire with." Morrigan's smile probably wasn't friendly. "Do hope they do not set you on fire, and remember, 'tis them that would hold watch while you sleep."

Creepy, Morrigan, very creepy. And yes, she was aware that many of the students were also ponies. It just made the exercise vastly more amusing.

"Creeeeepy," Alistair said, dutifully. "Look, while you get around to this exercise, could someone maybe... scratch my back? I have this horrible itch near my hindquarters."
[personal profile] smartestone
"Now that we have some idea in mind of things that you would like to change in the world, we're going to start focusing on ways you can actually do something about it. Because of the fact that you're all young and are high school students, we're going to start by talking about youth activism. Unfortunately a lot of the time, adults do look at young people and think that because they're young, they don't know what they're doing, or think that they're still too young to know how the world works yet. In some cases this might be true, but certainly not all, and if someone decides to stand up for something, they should be able to have a voice, no matter what their age.

"There are a few different ways for younger people to get involved," Hermione went on. "You can get involved in an adult-run organization. Often they'll encourage that sort of thing. It's good public relations, and it's nice to see kids wanting to get involved in something they care about. More and more, they're also using youth voices to get their point across, giving them something to do and letting them share their stories and views publicly. And even better, there has been an increase in student-run organizations. These are organized, directed, and worked by young people with little to no adult involvement. So if there's not something out there that you want to involve yourself in, you can make something happen yourself.

"Today I want to have a group discussion. Do you think organizations are a good way to get things done, or would you rather some other method? And what do you think you need to get things moving either way?"
screwyoumarvel: (My Little Stevepony says hmmph)
[personal profile] screwyoumarvel
Steve's hopes that he would wake up this morning and have thumbs had been dashed. This made cooking class...substantially more complicated. It almost was enough to make him wish he'd held class last week, but it had been Independence Day. Also his ninety-fourth birthday.

"Hello, everyone," he said, glad that at least he'd turned into a pony that could talk. "Welcome to cooking class. We're not going to do introductions this week since some of us don't look like we normally do, anyway. I hope everyone enjoyed the holiday last week, and now that we're here...well, if you can cook without thumbs you're doing really well already, but we'll see what we can do. Anyone who does have thumbs, if you'd like to jump in and help your classmates if it looks like they're having difficulties, I would really appreciate it and will award extra credit. We were going to do breakfast this week, but now we're not." That involved the stove, and Steve hadn't figured out how to work the fire extinguisher with his hooves yet. "Instead, we're going to do sandwiches and salads."

Salads: Appropriate For Ponies? )
sith_happened: (Anakin: amused)
[personal profile] sith_happened
This time, the person greeting the class at the end of the causeway was tall and blond, rather than short and blonde. He also wore shoes. Well, big stompy boots, but the details weren't overly important.

"First of all, thank you, Jedi Veila, for handling class last week. I'm Master Skywalker, this is Try Not to Die!!!! and hopefully you've all returned even after your experiences last week." He gestured to a long table full of Earl Gray tea, scones, and clotted cream. "Please, accept this as a gesture of apology for my not being here last week. I've been told the food is traditional in the place and time we now find ourselves."

Once the students were finished with their snack, Anakin stepped away from the clue box. "Head back into Regency London, students, complete the two tasks as you learn about them, and as always try not to die. See you all on the other side."
charming_thief: (conv: skeptical)
[personal profile] charming_thief

Neal was thrilled he wasn’t a pony anymore. Seriously. So thrilled. He didn’t know if he could manage walking into a class and trying to teach while he had hooves and a tail. Fortunately, he didn’t have to.

When the students filed into the classroom, they would find the desks set up in rows of two, the chairs facing each other. On every desk was a small compact mirror. Don’t ask Neal where he got the mirrors. On the board in the front of the room was written in big blue letters:

 

"EVERYBODY HAS A TELL." )

 

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