Creative Arts, Monday 2

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"Good morning, everyone," Steve said. He sounded pretty cheerful, as he was, quite frankly, glad to be back to normal this morning. He'd had a lot of fun as a child but it wasn't a state he missed. "This week we're going to continue with sculpture, but actual sculpture, not...you sculpture. Each of you has a measure of clay at your work station, along with a packet of tips on how to work with it. You don't necessarily have to read any of that if you want to. Playing it by ear is perfectly fine. Remember, you're being graded on effort, not talent or end result. So, get to work. There are gloves available if you really feel like you need them, but it may be helpful to be able to feel the clay. That's up to you."

Library. Monday

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Today was one of those rare occasions in which William actually chose to wear some of the more modern clothes he owned. Mostly because everything else was in dire need of washing (was that jam all over one of his favourite shirts?) than any actual desire to wear jeans and a t-shirt. There'd been no time before his shift started to check and see if the machines were working yet, so he just sucked it up and wore the strange clothes.

It was almost, almost enough for him to consider brewing something stronger than tea this morning. But not quite.

Cultural Understanding, Monday.

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"Hello, everyone," Alistair said, waving at the class. "No lecture for you today. But we do have an incredibly important assignment. A test of your cunning... and will."

"Not to mention creativity," Morrigan continued crisply. "It has come to our attention that there is some sort of pagent festival being put on by the local player-house."

"So get your singing and dancing shoes on," Alistair chirped, then paused. "...That sounded better in my head somehow..."

"You may either audition alone, or with a group of classmates," Morrigan offered. "Since it is a cultural exchange, you may use class time today to work on your offering."

She was being helpful. Really.

"You can actually audition at the playhouse," Alistair said, trying not to give Morrigan the side-eye, "Or you can just show us something next week."