Culture Shock, Thursday, Period 2

[uncertain_dume]

Sadly, there was no dog for the class today, but there was a pretty decent buffet spread set out for the students, because yes, the teachers were leaning pretty hard into fluff today after some heavy conversation they'd had two days ago.

Delicious and/or marginally traumatizing fluff.

"This week we figured we'd aim for something with fewer sharks," Kanan said, once it looked like everyone was settled in who would be, "and so we're leaning into things that people generally take for granted back home. Stuff they might not even realize they'll miss when they find themselves in a new place. And the easiest example of that? Something that changes vastly even from place to place on the same world, depending on the resources people have available to them? Food."

"Foooooood!" Summer stepped in with more than a little excitement. "Fun Fact! When I got here, I came from a world where sustience was provided with a government-supplied supplement of pills! So the fact that there was food here…real food...was a pretty big deal for me. And it really showed me how important something like food can be. But food from other places can be pretty weird, people might think the food you like might be weird, and it can all be a little hard to get used to sometimes."

"So today, Summer and I arranged for a meal consisting of some food you might find in my galaxy, some food you might find in her reality, and some food you might encounter here. If you want to tell the class about what the food is like back home, if there's anything about the food here that threw you, then by all means, share with us."

"It is kind of the point of the class, after all!" Summer sang in that still weirdly way-too-teacherly chirp. "So let's get started; I hope you're all hungry."

Office #2 at the school, Thursday mid-morning.

[biotic_psychotic]

[CW/TW: Jono's thread goes some dark places. Torture/etc.]

Jack had decided on office hours so once she hit the coffee shop for the largest to-go cup they had she went and camped out in her spartan school office. After about twenty minutes she became bored and out of coffee. Examining the lock on her door, she pulled a multi-tool from her pocket and began disassembling it. Once it was off the door she took pictures of the whole rig and reassembled it. It was tossed carelessly into the bottom desk drawer.

The door was propped open with the wastecan. From another pocket came a tennis ball. Leaning back in her desk chair, she began doing a slow bounce with it from floor to wall and back to her hand.

The teacher is in.

[Open office hours!]

Dollar Store Arts and Crafts, Thursday, Period 1

[geniuswithasmartphone]

There were no signs of arts and crafts when the class came in, but instead a large screen and a computer broadcasting the Let's All Go To The Lobby old video. There was a box of candies, one of those old-fashioned popcorn machines, and a cooler full of sodas.

"Hey class," Hardison said cheerfully. "Didn't get a chance to go to the store, so today is a movie day."

Once everyone had gotten their snacks, he hit the play button and a movie started.

Problem Solving and You!, Thursday, Period 3

[wrongkindofsith]

The class was again in a tavern. It was possible that they got the program stuck and were just gonna go with it rather than be bothered. But there was a little dry erase board with 'Avoiding dumb people with opinions' written on it. Which, honestly, could take place in a bar.

"Sometimes people are just dumb and mean and should probably just not talk in public," Magnus said. "Like anyone who gets mad about razors. Unless those razors killed their parents or tried to shave off their beloved sideburns or something."

That was a very specific scenario. "Sometimes these opinions go beyond annoying and wrong, like anything Tino ever says about anything, and actually hurt people." Every Mord'Sith learnt that sticks and stones might break bones, but words were what broke people.

"So, you know. Jerks. Mean, mean jerks," Magnus said. Because cussing was for goofs, not for calling someone an asshole. They didn't even deserve that much consideration. "So, we're gonna go with the right way to deal with these people!"

Spoiler: It was with punching. Because that was the solution to everything with these two.

"There are people in this tavern with extremely wrong opinions who must be stopped from sharing them." With punching.

"We got most of them from Twitter," Magnus added cheerfully.

So they'd know they were all stupid. "Why does that website even exist?" Her life was so much better before she knew the internet existed.

Magnus gave her a sad pat on the arm. "The internet was a mistake."

Clearly they should punch the internet next.