A Tale of Two Lions, Monday, Period 2

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It was the start of a new school year. If Tyrion were at all melancholy at the passage of time, it was strongly overlaid by his excitement at new students, new books, new ideas to impart …

New teaching partner.

"Hello," he said, once everyone seemed to be in place. He was sitting on the desk again; otherwise, the contrast between his height and Ghanima's felt comic. "I'm Tyrion Lannister and this is Ghanima Atreides. Welcome to A Tale of Two Lions. If you are ruthless, power-hungry, and generally desperate to be allowed to tell other people what to do … you may actually be in the right place."

"Or, rather, not desperate to tell people what to do, you just do it anyway," Ghanima teased gently. "Whether you feel you are meant for power, or other people are telling you that you are, we're here to make sure you not only survive it, but that you rule. Not your advisers, not your counsel, but you."

"And with any luck," Tyrion added, "you'll do it with some mercy for those who must bow the knee to you. But this class is about what happens, and what you must do, before you can take any power. So we all know each other better, we'd like you to discuss today where power comes from in your homelands."

"So tell us where you come from, why you have come from there, and how power is invested and transferred," Ghanima stated. "Are you kings, queens, titans of industry or from a clan of ruling sages? What is the power that you hope to wield, and how is it traditionally taken?"

[OOC: Cowritten with atreideslioness.]

Library, Monday

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With a new school year underway, it seemed even the library was getting in on the excitement, as there was a pile of textbooks sitting on the circulation desk.

Every time William attempted to put them away, he'd come back to find them sitting there again.

"Oh, all right," he said finally, picking up a book on... Basic Accounting Principles. Bleh.

The things he did for this library, people.

Combat- Tuesday- 2nd period- Class #1

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Today was probably the only day the class was going to meet in an actual classroom unless Jaina somehow got lazy enough for a movie day. ...She would probably not do that.

"Hey, guys," she greeted them from where she was sitting on the edge of her desk. It was probably the only time she'd get to do that in this classroom, too. "This is Combat, so if you're not supposed to be here, escape now. For everyone who's supposed to be here, my name is Jaina Solo, and we can be on a first name basis here. I know too many students for it not to be.

"I'm from another galaxy, a Jedi Knight with military training, and I'm good at fighting. Really good," she went on, without a hint of modesty, because well, it was true. "I'm betting a lot of you are, too. Some of you might even know more than me in some areas, and in others I'll completely surpass you. Learning is a process, and you're never really done with it. So in this class you're going to learn some skills, whether you've been doing this for years or have never thrown a punch in your life. Some of it will be hand-to-hand, some will be with weapons, some things you'll have seen and others you won't have any idea what it even is. We'll be starting that next week. This week, we're doing introductions. Yes, I know you'll be sick of them by Friday, but it's how I'm going to figure out where we are as a class. I want to hear your name, where you're from, what kind of experience you have, and if there's anything you want to learn in particular, say so." She pointed at someone at random. "Let's start with you."