Library [12/9]

[snarkyhealer.livejournal.com]

It was a normal day in the library. Well, as normal as a day in the library at Fandom High ever got, given... well... things. (Hey, it was what it was.)

She swept a stack of books up off a table and dumped them on a cart, proceeding to move through the library and clear off the rest of the tables in the same way. It was one of the more "typical library duties" days of things, as opposed to the "Fandom library duties" days. Sometimes there was a rather clear difference.

Anger Management and Emotional Control | Monday | Period 1

[justonecondition]

"Well, this is our last class before the final,," Bruce said, clearing his throat. He was standing at the front of the Danger Shop, which was made to resemble an ordinary classroom, with the desks arranged in a semicircle toward the front of the room. There weren't really enough students in this class for a proper circle.

There was also a door off to the side of the classroom. It was closed, but not locked.

"I'm going to tell you right now what you can expect. You will be placed in a stressful environment, and it will be up to you to use the techniques at your disposal to remain calm and in control of yourself. You are welcome to talk to each other or work alone. In a way, it will even be open-notes; you're welcome to bring with you, on your person, anything you think might come in handy for helping you to relax, like a specific snack or an iPod, just as long as it fits in a backpack."

He clapped his hands together once. "So if anyone has any questions about material that we've covered on specific weeks, feel free to ask them now."

He paused for a moment or two to give students time to think of any questions they might have. Then he proceeded to answer the questions if any came up, being thorough but succinct.

When it seemed like the students were out of questions, Bruce cleared his throat again. "Okay," he said. "For our last class, I have something kind of fun planned. I think it'll be fun, anyway. If you could all just follow me?"

He got up and made his way over to the door at the side of the classroom and opened it. It appeared to lead to the outside -- to a park, specifically, and one that was full of adorable small animals. It was a comfortable temperature, but there was a coating of snow on the ground that seemed to be making a lot of the dogs very happy.

"Welcome to your last-day of class party," Bruce said. "The animals are borrowed from Furnado Animal Shelter--" he nodded to a girl sitting on a bench toward the back, texting and petting a dog that was seated on the bench beside her-- "and they're all hypoallergenic, so you shouldn't have any problems. If you don't like animals, the park equipment is still all yours, and that hill over there is a great place for sledding." He smiled. "Enjoy."

Care for Magical Creatures, Monday, Period Four

[toteshammered.livejournal.com]

The island definitely seemed... off, today.

And Thor wasn't just thinking of the strange silvery stuff that had been raining down from the sky (much of which was currently tangled in his hair, naturally). No, it was more like- the population had suddenly expanded, which wasn't unusual, except for the new semester was weeks away yet, and all of the new arrivals seemed to dress similarly. Of course, they'd mostly kept to themselves so far, but Thor was wary. Waaaary. And then there were the new objects popping up around town. Thor didn't trust them. At all.

In any case, it all was very distracting, and Thor's carefully crafted lesson (read: cobbled together via half-remembered tales from his childhood and checking Wikipedia to see how the Midgardian people had interpreted them) had flown out the window by the time he actually arrived to class.

"Something most odd is going on," he said in lieu of his usual greeting. "Have you any theories?"

Teamwork, Monday, Period 2

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Jack had passed a couple big guys in armor on her way to school today, and even though they hadn't done more than give her a hard look the experience had her enough on her guard that she was planning to head down to the gun locker as soon as class was over. Better safe than sorry, right?

"Hey," she said, hoisting herself onto her desk. "So, next week is our final. And yeah, lucky you, you're actually going to have one. So I figured this week could be a question-and-answer period combined with a study hall. If you have any questions about working in a group, or challenges, or whatever, bring 'em up and we'll noodle them out together. If you don't, sit, chill, play on the extranet. I'm pretty sure the gun range back by the dorms is open right now too, so if you want a pass for that go for it." She paused, tugging on her ponytail. "I might go for the last one. Things are getting a little freaky out in town."