Shop Class; Thursday, Second Period [04/08].

[special_rabbit]

When you'd been around here as long as Amaya had and had been expertly repressing your feelings about certain things for even longer, you pretty much knew what was up with a week like this one straight from the get-go. And, true, while Amaya didn't currently have any apprentices that she had absolutely not been in love with or anything, how dare you, to distract her anymore, she did have a friend who was guaranteed to be pretty awkward about things and a guy who was guaranteed to invite her to watch movies at his apartment that had no TV. She also had one obligation in the entire week, and so she was smartly just going to find herself on a nice vacation anywhere but here until then.

And she almost considered extending that vacation and just asking Diaz to let her know when it was over. Tanalore was beautiful this time of year, after all, she had been enjoying so many drinks in coconuts...

...but she did feel kind of bad about just skipping out on a class like that, even though she knew, realistically, no one would care. So she was back that morning, and the students would find a note on the door to the classroom directing them back down to the shop.

"Well, kids," she offered, already thinking she'd made a terrible mistake, but a Blackstone didn't back out of mistakes just because they were terrible, they forged right on through! "I'm sure by now, you've noticed it's one of those weeks, and so there's a good chance you've got a lot of pent up energy that you may or may not know what to do with. And probably one of the best ways to take care of that energy just might as well be...explosives!"

A pause.

"Just kidding," she said. There was no way she was putting explosives into the hands of pollenated teenagers right now.

She was, however, fine with putting hot molten steel and big heavy hammers in their hands instead.

"We're going to do a continuation of our blacksmithing unit, if you couldn't tell, because sometimes, you've just really got to spend a good hour or so beating furiously on a long hard shaft..."

One of these days, Amaya would be better about phrasing. This was, unfortunately, not that day.

"...of metal," she concluded. "So that's it! Gear up, grab some steel, and let's see what you come up with by the end of the class!"

Advanced Team Building, Thursday, April 8th - First period

[imafuturist]

"So, this week," Tony began. And then sighed. Because Steve still wanted to run a class. Steve. Steve, why?

Steve had maybe vastly underestimated the pollen effect from upstate New York, where he'd spent his week until now happily free of the stuff. "This week we run!" he said chirpily.

"Hopefully it'll help burn off some energy?" Tony ventured.

"And the ability to get away from things trying to eat you is an important...teamwork survival skill!" That was a bit of a reach, Steve.

Tony clapped his hands together at that. "Let's get to it."