Creative Arts, Monday 2

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"I'd like to start by apologizing for last week," Steve said to his class this week. "I was called away on emergency business." Because the universe's reaction to his retirement some weeks seemed to be 'care to bet?' "We're going to to do this week what I'd intended to do this week. It's related to today's holiday,Halloween, so I'm sorry you won't get any extra lead time to refine your work, but on the bright side you get to use it right away. You see, on Halloween, people wear costumes to deceive the spirits, although most people would tell you it's just for the fun of pretending to be someone else for a day. And with costumes you get masks. So we have a variety of undecorated masks today, along with materials to decorate them with--paint, feathers, sequins and rhinestones...basically if you don't see something you need, ask me and we'll see if I can't find it in the supply closet, but I think I covered all the bases. So, you can decorate these to go with your costumes, or decorate them to be your costume, and then once they dry you're good to go for tonight's parties and trick-or-treating.

"If you don't want to make a mask, there's another station for face painting, with some designs and tutorials to help you along. Please do not mix materials from the two stations; you could poison yourself or at least get a nasty rash. And...that's it. Have fun, and happy Halloween. Oh, and I have a bowl of candy at my desk for anyone who wants some."

Basic Strategy, Monday, Period 4

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Class met in the Danger Shop today, which had been transformed to look like a sailing ship. It was only after a few moments spent exploring the vessel that most students might notice the obvious: A huge, jagged hole in the side of the boat was letting water into the lower decks, and smoke was creeping up from that area.

"Welcome," Tyrion said, once he was confident the situation had become apparent to most of the class, "to a sinking ship. As this got me into trouble last time, I must stress: The ship and the sea are feigned. None of you will drown on my watch."

That point made, he went into his main lecture. "Your situation is as follows. A group of four of you have chartered this boat for a weekend trip. None of you have much sailing experience -- if you do, pray put it out of your mind for the moment -- so the ship is being sailed by a hired captain and his mate. Overnight, a fire broke out on the boat. When the ship's crew went down to investigate, they were swept away and are presumed lost. Because it happened overnight and the boat has been adrift for several hours, you've only the faintest idea where you are. Your best guess is that you're about a thousand leagues southwest from the nearest land."

"The fire is out, but the ship won't float much longer. Most of the ship's supplies have already been damaged by the water and smoke. However, you have saved a wooden lifeboat, plus the following items" -- he gestured to a pile of things to his left -- "and whatever's in your pockets, with one exception: Due to our remote location, your telephones are useless. However, you may assume at least one person in your group has some means for starting a fire."

( List of rescued items back here )

"Your job for this class is to try to come to consensus with your group about the five things you'd want to save the most. After that, climb into the life boats and set off in hopes of rescue."

[OOC: OCD up, come play!]

Library, Monday

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When William walked in to the library, he found himself staring at a room covered in knee-deep fog. The lights didn't seem to be illuminating as much as usual, and overhead there was the rumble of thunder and the occasional flash, almost as if there were lightning indoors. After making sure this was not, in fact, the case, and that he and the books were in no danger from... however the library was choosing to celebrate Halloween, William just dug out some sturdy-looking candles and placed them around the circulation desk to give the room some decent light.

And yes, of course there was also a bowl of candy.on the desk for anyone who came by.

Cultural Understanding, Monday.

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"Welcome," Alistair greeted the students, looking fairly pleased with himself. "Have some candy! We've got plenty. They keep handing it out everywhere!" Possibly because Alistair almost never took his armor off...

Or because some squirrels wanted to see how much sugar it would take before Morrigan turned him into a frog again. Judging by the way her jaw was set, critical mass was probably going to be sometime soon.

"Please don't eat it all at once," she sighed. "For you will need some for class today, and I will not hold your head if you eat yourself ill on sweets."

"Right," Alistair said. He took another handful of candy, and grinned. "We were... going to talk about games today. The ways we play, what we play, that sort of thing. I mean, everyone learns to play every now and again, right? Even if the bloody clerics tell you to stay put and be a good boy, Alistair--" He swallowed down some candy. "--Actually, those are the best games. The looks on their faces!"

"'Tis certain you would not approve of the games my mother taught me," Morrigan said, mildly. "But, 'tis my understanding that nearly all cultures enjoy a good wager."

"So today, you all get to introduce and play some games from your home worlds," Alistair said cheerfully. "And bet on them!"

He stole some more candy. Sigh.

Morrigan's eye twitched. Slightly. "Keep your betting to the candy, if you will," she continued. "Unless you are willing to risk losing more than you have."

"And that's not what we're here to educate you about!" Alistair chirped. "Heeee."