Dollar Store Arts and Crafts, Thursday, Period 1

[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Sup class," Hardison said, grinning a lot as they walked in. He couldn't help it, he was pretty pleased with the days crafts. "So, today, we're gonna be real fancy. We're makin' ourselves some wax seals an' stamps to go along with it. So, you know, you can seal your envelopes an' stuff all nice. Valentine's day is comin' up, maybe you got your eye on that special someone or someones, maybe you wanna personalize your cards...or maybe you just wanna send each other Barry Plodder letters. Whatever floats your boat."

For today's class, there were multiple corks - yes, the type that usually went into wine glasses - a collection of various fake coins and other small, die-stamped items, decorative rubber stamps and ink, glitter, essential oils, crayons, glue sticks, spoons, candles, and x-acto craft knives. But oh, from these odd items could such wonders be wrought!

"So, old timey seals require two things," he explained. "Sealing wax, which is pretty much any wax that melts at a low heat and then dries firm, an' some kind of debossed item that could could raise a recognizable pattern. Debossed just means that the design goes in, not out. It's the opposite of a rubber stamp like these," he continued, holding one up. "An embossed stamp means you get the ink goes on the design, leaving you a colored image on a blank background. A debossed stamp means the ink goes around the design an' when you press it to the background, you get an image formed of negative space. A debossed seal, works by pushin' down the wax, so when you pull it away, the wax itself is embossed in your design."

He demonstrated a few times - more than was really necessary for the class, but hey. He was having fun.

"So, today, let's have some fun makin' stamps an' sealin' wax. Please don't cut or burn yourselves, a'ight?"

Culture Shock; Thursday, Period 2 [02/07].

[somethingwithturquoise]

When class was about to get started, in the Danger Shop again, set up to look like a small open-air auditorium, with the teachers waiting on the stage, Summer thought about offering an apology for last week's chaos, but you know what? No. It had totally been a learning experience and a pretty good culture shock (well, a shock of some sort, anyway), so she was not even going to feel a little bit bad about it. Just like she wasn't going to feel even a little bit bad about today.

( Or one particular part of it, especially. )

[[ocd is up, yo.]]

Problem Solving and You! - Thursday

[magnusrushesin]

The tavern was up once again. Did the teachers just not know how to change it? Or did they just not care?

"Social interactions can be hard," Magnus said. "And sometimes you want cool duck friends, but they end up being murderous jerks and your hopes are just dashed."

"Well, ducks, that's your problem." Ducks were jerks. "Also sometimes getting things wrong socially can be deadly."

"Like, maybe you're trying to get information out if a guy and his half-ogre buddy whose stats are way, way, waaay higher than yours and you depend on someone else to do the talking and you gotta fight your way out..." Oddly specific again, Magnus.

"Or you have to distract some fool who thinks women should be simpering and only speak in rhyme and has the power to enforce his idiocy." Magnus wasn't the only one who could be overly specific.

Magnus offered her a high-five. "So, we've got those three examples in the tavern. See if you can deal with them. With punches."

Cara high fived him back. Magnus would've understood her pain with the Margrave. Especially because Zedd probably would've thrown him to the wolves too.