So You're a Fugitive From Justice, Tuesday, 3rd Period

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"So, we're going to do something that I hope you find fun today. Just... maybe not too fun," Zayne said. They were in a normal classroom again, and there was a small device on Zayne's desk. Any students familiar with Jedi designs might think it looked like a particularly ancient holographic projector.

"Early on in my life as a fugitive, right after I turned myself in the first time and my friends rescued me, we were able to take advantage of our starship and some incidental chaos... by which I mean rioting caused by planetary unrest because I got away... twice... Anyway, we used that to put some distance and about a week's worth of time between me and my Masters. But we needed some more time. We needed to scare them off from even considering coming after us. We needed to make a serious threat."

( Making Threats )

Food Tour of Fandom [Mon, Period 2]

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Today the Danger Shop resembled a bustling streetmarket. "Good morning, class," Bond greeted them. "I do hope that any of you who weren't yourself this weekend are now back to normal, and aren't too traumatised by the experience."

"It does however bring us to the subject of comfort food," he continued. "Another concept that crosses cultures, though the exact form this food might take varies from culture to culture and person to person. Often these foods tend to be warm, filling, easy to digest, often with nostalgic value. One common form form of comfort food in many South East Asian cultures, and indeed in many Western cultures, are the various kinds of noodle soups such as Pho, or Laska to name merely two of the most common examples. In addition to homemade examples, many of there varieties of soup can be bought as street food."

"So explore the market, try the soups, and be yourselves."

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Polar Opposites, Tuesday

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"Welcome back!" Alistair called. "I'm sure you'll all be happy to hear that we've, ah, gone through the topic jar just to make sure that... everything is as it should be."

And/or that they hadn't put in anything they didn't know anything about themselves.

Morrigan was still rather convinced that the gremlins were tampering with their subjects, but she had yet to catch one in the act. Yet.

"Today we debate something near and dear to my heart," she said crisply. "Which, supposedly, you have in this country. Separation of religion and matters of state."

"Also known as 'keeping the Chantry's apostate-hating fingers away from the king'," Alistair said cheerfully. "Not that I don't feel Andraste's teachings should advise our leadership, but there is such a thing as taking it too far."

"Such as allowing the Chantry dominion over your citizenry upon mere suspicion of magic?" Morrigan asked, raising an eyebrow at him. "If one would be king, be king, and give not over your sovereignty to men who claim to speak for a divinity they can never understand."

"Nobody's talking about giving up sovereignty," Alistair muttered. "I just mean - Andraste's teachings are good. It's the Chantry that likes to twist it from time to time."

"So the Chantry ruling the mages, and the king rules everyone else, and that is not a problem of sovereignty?" Morrigan retorted. "Aye, for I cannot see how so much influence into how the realm works is not interference and not keeping separate laws of state and Chantry."

"But why keep Andraste's teachings out if they could do some good, outside the Chantry?" Alistair asked.

"If they are that good, why must they be thought of as Andraste's teachings and not common sense?" Morrigan countered. "I cannot think of a single woman - Andraste herself included - who would countenance the removal of a mage-child from its parents by force." Beat. "Save perhaps for that Templar-harridan in Kirkwall, but I suspect she be more demon than woman."

"In either event," she continued, not allowing Alistair a chance to speak, "let us hear you debate it. For 'tis certain a refrain you will hear the warden and I sing again."

Sex Ed, Tuesday, First Period

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"Good morning, everyone, and I hope you had a nice weekend," Steve told the class. Today we're going to talk about peer pressure. Now, peer pressure can be a terrible thing. You're sitting there, minding your own business, and then your so-called 'friends' tell you 'everyone else is doing it' or 'you'll be a loser if you don't,' and the next thing you know you're wearing a suit that cost more than should ever be spent on clothes and fighting a Nazi made out of bees in the middle of a Las Vegas casino." You know. Hypothetically. Not that that had ever happened to him or anything... "So it's bad, is what I'm saying. Don't do it. And when people try it on you, whether they're trying to get you to have sex or get a tattoo or buy stupidly expensive clothes or work for the government hunting down other people with superpowers, tell them to get lost.

""Your assignment for today is to resist peer pressure. You can get into pairs or groups, whatever works well for you, and one of you will resist peer pressure applied by the others, who are trying to convince you to eat one of these," he held up a cookie from a plate on his desk, "bacon cookies. Have fun."