So You Want to Be a Jedi?, Monday Period Two

[jedigrammarians]

Aphra seemed less and cheerful today. "So one important part of Jedi-ing was conflict resolution and diplomacy, though apparently some of them were better at it than others." Remarkably that was not a deliberate shade at anyone in the class.

"So today you're going to figure out the most Jedi way of resolving a conflict where two hacks ripped off your intellectual property because they couldn't come up with their own class."

Chopped: Overstock Edition ; Tuesday, Second Period [08/04].

[somethingwithturquoise]

In a way, Summer had to admit, she sort of enjoyed how at least half the class (well, two specific students consistently) seemed to be challenging her with these challenges as much as she was challenging them, so there was an odd balance of excitement and dread that accompanied today's class, knowing full well that was waiting for her and the students in those baskets.

"Alright, guys," she started, "welcome to yet another class where I'm sure one of you," or two of you, anyway, "will give me at least one moment that causes me to regret every life decision I've ever made that brought me to this point. But, to get us there, of course, we'll be cooking with three more mystery ingredients, and I am really interested to see what you come up with. But a few things: first off, the blenders are back, but there is an express ban on any smoothies, milkshakes, or soups this week. Too easy. The idea is to challenge yourself, you guys! Secondly? At least one element of your dish must be cooked in some way. And finally, thirdly, I would like you all to focus on presentation this week, got it? I've sort of given up on some of you managing to get anywhere up there on the taste factor, but the least you can do is make it look pretty, right?

"Right." She nodded. "So, unless there are any questions, man your stations and get ready to open your baskets."

The Great Witcher Bake Off, Tuesday

[ohvalleyofpenis]

This time neither teacher was late and there were two coffees as Jaskier had warily provided one to his co-teacher to keep his bits from rotting and falling off thanks to magic. Because he knew exactly what horrible things Yennefer was capable of.

And not just from this class.

"Today we're doing something called Victoria's sponge. Which sounds like a limerick," he said thoughtfully.

"Are we sure it's not a contraceptive device?" Yennefer asked. "Well, I suppose most contraceptives call for less whipped cream." That generally came in at a different point in the proceedings.

"Would have made for a more interesting class," Jaskier muttered, squinting at the recipe like he could pinpoint just where they would screw this one up. Maybe this time it would be the whipped cream that caught fire.

"We're using pre-made jam," Yennefer declared. That seemed like the riskiest step, right there. With all the stirring and...bubbling.

"Or we could just eat that," Jaskier said, grabbing that jar from their little pile of ingredients to save for the inevitable disaster. "Well, let's get started. Shall we?"

Swimming With the Fishes, Tuesday, period 1

[okteiviakom]

After her brief, abrupt visit with Rey on Sunday, Octavia had been keeping it together... reasonably well. If reasonable covered all the texts she'd sent - tried to send - as well as the way she'd called every number she had or could find aboard the Rouge for anyone in Haven, yesterday. She hadn't gotten any of them, of course. Not even their voicemails. Not Gloria, not Claire.

Definitely not Duke.

She'd handled it, though. Somewhat.

But showing up here before Duke's class was supposed to start was still nothing but a last-ditch effort to force herself to hope he was about to turn up. He hadn't said anything about planning to miss his class, right? So... Technically there was a chance she might come here and find him giving her a sheepish smile about how his phone had fallen in the ocean on the way home, or something.

But the minutes ticked by, the students gathered, and there was no Duke. So Octavia steeled herself, got up, and took his place. Just to give herself something to do that wasn't screaming or violence.

"Duke's not here." Yeah, they could see that. "But those things are." She pointed towards the open water. There were animals there, yes. Their shape was close to that of a manatee, only they were huge, the biggest among them closer to 30 feet long. They seemed to be pretty content to swim around and eat kelp and snort at each other, though, thankfully.

Especially because Octavia pointed at a pile of inner tubes on the shore, next. "And we have these. So that's what we're doing." Her voice dropped to an even drier rasp. "Ask if you have questions."

Yes, they were tubing amongst an extinct species today. Enjoy.