Archaeology for Fun and Profit! [Tues, 1st Period]

[jedigrammarians]

Aphra was actually holding class in the Danger Shop today, which she was unreasonably excited and disturbingly cheerful about.

She stood by an entrance of a vast forbidding temple deep in an alien jungle, albeit with less Imperial and Rebel equipment or explosion damage than the last time she'd been here. Look, she was trying for a sense of wonder here, kids, pay attention to the overhanging gas giant in the sky or something.

"Hey, kids," she said waving at the temple. "Now that we've gotten a bit of theory out of the way, let's get your feet wet on what you really signed up for, adventure, excitement, and ancient ruins!"

"This here is a Massassi Temple, it's about five thousand years old and abandoned for at least a fifth of that time, which probably makes you think about how small and insignificant we all are, or something." Such poetry, Aphra. She started handing out palm-sized crystals. "Anyway, today we'll be making our way from here to a room at the top of where placing these babies in the right spot will reveal a message from one group of previous inhabitants."

Just not the one doing that in the real thing would, Aphra wasn't stupid.

Iron Fandom, Wednesday, period 3

[tigerundercover]

The Danger Shop this week had shed its arena-esque look for a lovely event tent in a large, verdant field. The interior still had large individual cooking areas for each student, and the programmed sous chefs were waiting patiently by each student's station.

Pinkie's sous chef even still had the braids.

Raven and Kathy were at the front with their very special guest judge of the week, who was staring suspiciously at the sous chefs and giving Kathy a major case of side-eye.

( Welcome back to Iron Fandom! )

Library, Wednesday

[era_two_triangle]

Peridot took one step into the library today, paused, and then had to dive to avoid being trampled over by a stampede of books all heading her way.

Or, rather, a stampede of books all racing along what appeared to be a makeshift track fashioned out of carefully placed index cards, which Peridot was quite certain she was going to need to sort out and put away herself, since the books seemed intent on just zooming around in circles. They weren't hurting anything, really, just so long as nobody stepped onto their race track, but it was a little bit vexing all the same.

She still wasn't completely certain why Earth's intelligent species insisted on using such an impetuous method of data recording.

[OOC: A purring cat ate the OCD.]

Arts & Crafts,Wednesday - 2nd Period

[captainskullpoopl]

This week, that bucket of glitter was there once again. This time there were popsicle sticks, though. Because that shit was crafty, right?

"Hey, you all made it back. Great. I totally wasn't hoping you'd all decide to skip this class so I could just play Candycrush on my phone the entire hour. But whatever. Fine." He'd still play Candycrush so, nyah. "I got you some more shit to glue together in an artistic fashion, so... get to it."

He was going to end up spending way too much time at the Hobby Lobby looking for things to distract his class with, wasn't he?

"Yep. Now get started. I don't have all day."