Tuesday, December 8th, 2015

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Eliot had decided to let his partners sleep in this week (there may or may not have been late night teasing about Jacob Stone and the things he'd had to say about Eliot's life style over the weekend), and met the students in the Danger Shop alone. Jake's notes from the weekend had all sounded rather more mechanical than artsy or magical, all about "power, focus, and effect", which had gotten Eliot thinking about some of his old class assignments in a real actual public high school, and after some poking around in the system, he'd found an old scrap yard program he felt would work well for his purposes.

"Hey kids," he greeted as class was scheduled to start. "Hope you enjoyed the movie last week. Or the nap you took during the movie last week. This week we're getting back to work with something that may well be pretty familiar to those of you who've taken any modern American science classes." He picked an egg up out of a carton sitting somewhat precariously on a broken car seat. "Congratulations!" He grinned. "This is not your baby."

What? Ethics had that crap covered.

He tossed the egg into the air and caught it, then picked up two more from the carton and idly juggled them. "Your mission, yadda yadda, is to work out a way to drop one of these suckers off of that sucker," he pointed to a cherry picker, "without breaking it. You can use anything you find in this junkyard to do it. Points are awarded for lightweight design, speed of the drop, and creativity. Word to the wise: a banana is not actually a lightweight option here. But would've counted for creativity if I hadn't just told you about it." He caught the eggs again and tossed one to one member of each team. "You've got the whole class to work something out, and a whole carton of eggs to test drive with before the grand event. Get crackin'."

Yeah. He didn't even notice that pun. Sorry.
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"We're rapidly coming up on finals," Bond said after greeting the class and tactfully not asking how their weekends had been. "Which means that today I'd like you all to come up with your best, completely fictitious, reasons why we should either not have a final at all, or why you personally should be excused from them. Though in the latter case repeating what a previous classmate has said is ill advised."

Sex Ed, Tuesday

Tuesday, December 8th, 2015 08:28 am
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"Hey folks," Clint said as everyone came in. "We were supposed to talk about maintaining relationships today, but I wasn't sure how well that would work with this class. You're all bright people who are capable of figuring out what you want--" At least, he was assuming by this point. "--and since you come from such different places, I didn't think I could give any advice that would be applicable to all of you. So, we're going to watch a seasonally appropriate movie about relationships instead." After a moment, he added, "I promise, this one is actually good. Not like the last one."
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"Good morning!" Bob was rather smug this morning. It probably had something to do with the fact that the island hadn't figured out a way to get him in a stupid sweater.

"One last class before our final," he announced gleefully. "So, this week - cats. Or rather, supernatural felines. Cats themselves can on occasion help with supernatural beings, but that's neither here nor there. As with canines, there are any number of feline creatures from around the world. From the cat sìth and cath palug to the manticore, as well as hybrids like the chimera - even a rather seasonal beast called the Yule cat - felines exist in numerous supernatural forms.

He took a while to explain each, then waved them off and set them loose in the simulated heath of the Danger Shop. "Go meet them. See if your new sweaters count as clothing to fend off the yule cat!"
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Josh was rocking his amazing Hanukkah sweater, okay? Okay. You wish your holiday sweater was this cool. Okay, probably not but shhhh.

He looked at his students and grinned. "Okay. Today's speech: pretend it's picture day and this--the sweater you're wearing right now-- is the outfit you're immortalized in. Explain your fashion choice to your hypothetical future children. And....go."

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