Humanoid Health and First Aid, Wednesday, Period 1

[deaddadsclub]

The classroom today had been rearranged, the desks all removed and replaced with four large, suspciously draped tables. Cristina stood at the one in front, wearing her old scrubs, a face mask pulled down around her neck.

"I got bored," she said. "So we're doing an anatomy lesson."

Hurray?

"The single most important thing in all of modern medicine is being able to practice on actual tissue. You can put bandaids on people all day, but you won't truly appreciate the complex majesty of the human body until you've actually gotten to see all its parts up close and personal. Unfortunately, the school board nixed my idea of sourcing actual cadavers for high school students to work on, but hey. This place is basically the next best thing, right?" She looked much too pleased by this whole scenario. "So today you're going to pair off and do some dissection. We don't have anywhere near enough time to cover the whole human body properly — that takes years, not hours — so each pair is going to get one organ from the thoracic cavity to locate and identify by the end of class. So, uhhhh. You and you get corpse number one, you two are on corpse number two, and you two get corpse number three. There are spare scrubs, gowns, gloves and face masks at each table. Not that you can catch or spread anything from holograms, but you can all play dress up and at least feel like real doctors while you're at it. I'll walk you through cracking the chest, and then you all can go nuts." She pulled her face mask up and held a scalpel in her gloved hand. "Now, gown-up and let's have some fun, shall we?"

Nailed it! | Wednesday, 3rd period

[sharp_man]

"You've all had several weeks' respite," Hannibal told the class as they settled in, so today we'll be trying something a little more complicated. Pork soup dumplings." He brought out his own to share. "The proper way to eat these is to nibble a hole in it, slurp out the soup, then eat the rest. I have plenty of napkins should that prove a problem."

He nodded towards their setups. "You should all have all the ingredients you need. I look forward to seeing what you come up with."

Mad Kings & Queens: Raving Royals and How To Survive Them (Wednesday, 2nd Period)

[atreideslioness]

"Right then," Ghanima said cheerfully. "We're going to do a movie today, since between the break and then nonsense and the dance, I'm thinking you need a little break. We'll be watching Wildcat in Snow, one of my favorite films. None of them are, technically, mad, unless you count the lust for power as a madness. Horribly clever, most of them, which is part of the problem."

( Of course he has a knife, he always has a knife, we all have knives! It's 1183 and we're barbarians! How clear we make it. Oh, my piglets, we are the origins of war: not history's forces, nor the times, nor justice, nor the lack of it, nor causes, nor religions, nor ideas, nor kinds of government, nor any other thing. We are the killers. We breed wars. We carry it like syphilis inside. Dead bodies rot in field and stream because the living ones are rotten. )

[OCD UP!]