Friday, May 18th, 2018

special_rabbit: (come at me bro)
[personal profile] special_rabbit
Amaya had sent messages out to her students, but just to make sure, there was a note on the classroom door telling them to meet in town at 6 Unicorn Street, between the Trooper Station and the butcher shop. There was a joke about pigs in there somewhere, but, sadly, Amaya did not know it. And she had to give props to the person in charge of scheduling for putting a construction class first thing in the morning; she was sure the students and the neighbors alike would appreciate it.

When it looked like everyone was there, Amaya nodded a greeting. She already wore a yellow construction hat and goggles, and there was a table nearby with a few more of both of those things, as well as work gloves and a collection of sledgehammers. And if that send a little excitement pumping through your veins, then you were definitely in the right place.

"Thanks for coming," she said, "and welcome to Construction 101. I'm Amaya Blackstone, and I know some of you, but not all of you, and I don't know if you know each other, so we'll definitely be doing the introduction bits today. There aren't many of you, which is good, because that means we can get through that and get to the good stuff,. We'll be meeting here every Friday, rain or shine, cats or dogs, unless you hear from me otherwise. And I want to talk about safety first." She patted her hard hat with a gloved hand. "This is going to be an active construction site, we're not doing any of that Danger Shop stuff, so there's a real chance for injury, and I don't know what's covered under the school's insurance, so let's just avoid it all and be safe. You don't step one foot, not even a wee little biscuit, on this site unless you've got a hard hat, goggles, and a pair of work gloves. We'll keep 'em here at the site so you don't have to worry about losing them, and it looks like we're all generally human-," she flashed a glance particularly a Beaker "-shaped so fit shouldn't be a problem. And if you're not feeling well for whatever reason, don't hesitate to mention it, because someone all geared up but not in tip-top shape can be just as dangerous as someone without their stuff. I'd rather you sit out than push yourself into something dumb, or we can find something else for you to do in the meantime."

Probably a coffee run.

"So!" She clapped her hands together. "Safety first, and now introductions! I'm Amaya Blackstone, I own this lot, so we can do whatever we want to it, but we're going to be building the basics for my new shop. I'm a blacksmith by trade, but I like building anything, as I'm sure you'll find out. Your turn, now. Let's here your name, let me know if you've got any construction or building experience, and then, I don't know, one thing you're looking forward to this summer, doesn't even have to be class-related. We'll just go down the line." She pointed to the first student. "Go!"

Once they were finished, Amaya nodded again. "Nice to meet you all. Let me know if you have any questions at any time, too, but now that all that's over, let's get to work! Now, I don't know what the place was before I bought it; seemed empty for a while, but whatever it is, isn't going to work for my new shop. We're going to start from the ground up, kids, which means we've got to knock whatever's there to the ground. Grab your gear, grab a sledgehammer, and let's get to work. We'll start up on the roof and work our way down to cut down on debris falling on our head; be sure to clear everything out and dump it in these carts here in the street. I've got scaffolding and whatnot already set up inside where I suspect we'll need it. Have fun, but be safe. Let's go knock some walls down."
magnusrushesin: (talking at you)
[personal profile] magnusrushesin
Rather than enjoy the beautiful weather, class today was inside. Because the teachers wanted to have a very serious introduction with their students so they could teach them more effectively.

Also, there was a pit trap in the doorway.

So. You know, enjoy that.

"Man I'm glad I finally got to use my rogue stuff here," Magnus said cheerfully.

"So long as you're having fun," Cara said, as if she hadn't gleefully contributed her own opinions on the placement of the trap. Then down towards those students in the trap. "First lesson, always check for traps."

"Maybe always do a perception check," he suggested. "But, like, roll high otherwise it's... the pits."

Oh god, he looked so pleased with himself at that joke.

If Cara hadn't recently had to deal with Deadpool, she'd probably have rolled her eyes harder. "Anyway, if you aren't here for the dungeon class, sorry about the pit trap." It helped if you sounded the least bit repentant, Cara. "Otherwise it's time for introductions."

Then they might help you out of the trap.
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[personal profile] raspberryturk
When students came into the classroom today, they'd see Reno, perched up on the desk like maybe he'd forgotten how chairs worked, just kind of looking around the room and taking it all in.

"Shit, it's been too friggin' long, yo," he muttered, a grin on his face before he looked up at the students again. "Oh, hey. Rookies."

And one tiny version of his boss, which really only added to the amusement.

"I don't know if you guys are all lost, actually thought it'd be a good idea to be here, or someone signed you up for this class, and I don't care. You're all stuck with me until the end of this summer term now, ain't you all thrilled?" He did not pause for their replies, no. "In the next few weeks I'm gonna teach you some important crap about attitude, lookin' cool in the face of crazy, sellin' that you maybe actually got your shit together, and havin' a good time while doin' it. But first, we're gonna get some things offa our chests, here."

He lifted his chin at his class and smirked.

"Last day you're gonna be asked to do this until next term, so suck it up an' give me some introductions. Name, what you're doin' in this class, and an insult someone's thrown at you. Then throw an insult back at me, preferably along with," and he cheerfully flipped his students the finger, "a rude gesture, yo. Get it outta your systems now. You'll be wantin' to do it for the next few weeks anyway."

He assumed. Sometimes students actually liked him.

Those students were confusing.

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