Game of Chance, Monday

[suitably_heroic]

"So I was going to run a class today talking about what we learned these past two weeks about gambling, when you personally think it's a good time to chance something, how safe you play it and how safe you should play it, blah blah blah," Atton said.

Considering that the entire Danger Shop had been changed around to look like one of Atton's favorite pazaak dens on Nar Shaddaa, the likelihood of that class actually happening today was... slim.

"But you know what, last weekend was weird, so I'm not doing that. Instead, I'd like to talk to you all about my favorite game of chance: pazaak. Pazaak's a bit like some of the card games Earth knows, like poker. The name of the game is getting to a point count of twenty without going over. To do that, you've got this. A pazaak sidedeck. You grab four random cards from this deck at the start of every set."

He put down a stack of yellow, red and blue cards.

"Every turn, both players take a card from the green deck," he said, patting it. "They then decide whether they want to put one of their own deck's cards in play. Pazaak cards come in plus, minus, and plus-minus; add, substract, and either. Finally, you have flip cards - those are really rare. Flip cards have two numbers, for instance a two and a four, and they flip the value of any card in play. That means your add-twos become subtract-twos, and your subtract-fours become add-fours, and so on. There's a few more rare cards, but I'm not putting those in play today."

He put all the cards neatly in a line on the table. "Every game has three sets. Whoever wins two... is the winner. Obviously."

He gestured at a series of different pazaak decks on the table. "I want all of you to grab a sidedeck. One main deck to a duo. You also get ten tokens to bet as you see fit. Once again, there's pizza in it for you for every two tokens you have left. Or if you're not into food--" Don't think he hadn't seen you, Peridot, "Come talk to me at the end of the class and we'll find some other small prize."

Culture Shock: Adjusting to Life on the Weird Side, Tuesday, Period 2

[uncertain_dume]

If Kanan seemed a little out of sorts this week... well, he was. He was doing an admirable job of not wearing it on his sleeve, but there was a sort of stiffness to his posture that wasn't normally there. His arms were folded in front of himself, and yes, he'd let the dog tag along to class today. Because having a rainbow-spotted dalmatian napping near his feet was comforting, and also, shut up.

Similarly, Cecil had a large pink osmingo with him. In his case because Foucault seemed to be a bit grumpy about having been a teenaged bird over the weekend, and didn't want to go anywhere that wasn't plastered to Cecil's side.

( So, this past weekend, many of the adults on the island turned into teenagers again )

[OOC: Open!]

Underrated Sports [Mon, Period 3]

[doubleohblonde]

There were no bees in the Danger Shop today. Yay?

There was however a long and twisting riding course, and a small group of saddled, stripy equids, as well as a larger, unsaddled group.

"Today's sport is Zebra Wrangling," Bond said after greeting the class. "Much like the name suggests, you must work as a team to herd the herd through the course. Simple enough, really."

Simple not being the same thing as easy.