Drama, Monday, Period 4

[tequila_squared]

"Good afternoon!" Lito said to his students, once they were all assembled in the front row of the auditorium, because seriously, this was drama, what did they need a regular classroom for? "I am Mr. Rodriguez, and I will be your teacher. I'm afraid I am a bit new at this, so please bear with me. Now, drama is an art form, yes? It's about making people believe something is real that isn't. It's about...well, it's about lying. So that is what you're going to do this week. You're going to lie to me. It's an improvisation exercise. Introduce yourselves. Give me your real name, because I need to check you off on this roster, but anything else that comes out of your mouth should not be true, and it should be convincing. I, for example, am a pharmacist from Barcelona who was recently working in San Francisco, before I discovered my passion for the stage." He sounded very convincing, and stood one hundred percent prepared, with some assistance, to convince them this was true. Or they could Google him on their phones. "Now, you," he said, picking a student at random. "Who are you?"

Deception for Fun and Profit, Monday, Period 2

[doubleohblonde]

Bond had set set up a class room with the tables dragged out to the walls and the chairs set up in a circle in the empty space. As the students arrived he directed them to take a seat.

"Good morning," he said, once they'd all arrived. "I'm Professor Bond, and this is Deception for Fun and Profit. Now, assuming there were no paperwork errors, you're all in this class because for whatever reason you have an interest in fooling people, which means for our first class we're going to do the traditional introductions a bit differently.

"Normally this is the part were I'd ask you for your names, classes, and various other questions, usually why you're taking the class, or what experience you have related to the subject at hand. No, I'm still going to do that, but you're going to lie, then the rest of the class and I will attempt to catch you out. Though given everyone but me will be lying, I expect you to do it subtly, so as not to open yourself to counter-accusations."

He pointed at a random student. "You first. Name, class, what you did over the summer, and how you ended up in this class."

Magical Bestiary | Tuesday, period 2

[nuclear_snide]

The Danger Shop was set up like a pleasant room, sunlit polished wood all around. It was comfortable and just slightly dinged up. "Good morning," Bob greeted the students. He looked them over critically, noting the new faces. "This is the Magical Bestiary class, where we plan on learning all about a number of magical creatures - what sorts there are, what you can and should do if faced with them, and how to determine when you're faced with them."

He might have smirked just a little at that and hoped the returning students weren't of a mind to talk. Then again, Bob smirked a lot. When he wasn't scowling.

"This week is the week for introductions. In addition to your names, I should like to know what sorts of magical creatures, if any, you have experience with. If you've had friends among them, fought them, or what have you. To begin, my name for those of you who aren't aware is Hrothbert of Bainbridge. You may all call me Bob, or Sir if you're the formal type." He waved one hand dismissively. "I care less how you address me and more how you learn, since one is more likely to get you killed than the other."

Then the smirk was out in full force. "Although address me too disrespectfully, and I can and will make your life miserable." He went back to smiling pleasantly and pacing a bit. "My world is home to any number of creatures; I have personally encountered vampires, werewolves, ghosts, demons, dragons, natural spirits, and unfortunately even an old god or two. Before coming here," he clarified. "I've also lived with and taught any number of wizards and sorcerers."

He clapped his hands together. "So, names and prior experience, please. And Anders, assuming he's there, you'll be my TA again, if you've no objections?"

Competitive Team Building, Wednesday, Period 1

[geniuswithasmartphone]

The Danger Shop was set up like a massive kitchen today, with three main stations, shelves of ingredients, various appliances, and knives. Clearly, the safety protocols would be in use.

“Welcome back!” Parker looked around and grinned.

"This is Competitive Team Building," Eliot said. He had his arms folded over his chest -- as usual -- and was giving the set up a fair amount of side-eye. And no small amount of the facial expression version of grabby hands.

Dammit, Hardison.

( The Randomized Choice Job )