Shop Class; Wednesday, Third Period [12/14].

[special_rabbit]

"Well," said Amaya, with a nod and a certain sense of freeing relief that came with finally being past the dreaded mistletoe day...until next year, or unless the island decided to be a real creep about it and hit them with a double shot of it this year, but Amaya did know where all the mechanical what-fors and whatevers underneath the island were located, she'd been there, she would go down and fuck that shit up with a wrench in a hammer if it so much as tried...

....no, she probably wouldn't, but she liked to think that she would.

Anyway! Class!

"You made it to the end of the semester," she continued, "almost, anyway. We still have one more project, and that's for the two of you to put together your own version of a Rube Goldberg machine like we went over last week in class, with at least five different elements to it. You have the first part of class to work on and build your machines, and then, at the very end, you'll present them and show them off. Pretty simple, right? Any questions before we begin?"

Getting to Know Earth, Wednesday

[sharp_man]

It was a Hannibal with a gentler smile and less product in his hair that greeted class at Portalocity this morning. His suit was still top-notch, but a bit less severely cut. (He also had a bit more of an accent, but he'd been working on it.)

"Good afternoon, class! Today we will be heading out to somewhere possibly more familiar to one of you." He nodded to Kurt if he was here. "The Dresden Christmas market is the oldest in Europe, and one of the largest. It is actually a number of markets, and you can easily get between them. There is plenty of shopping, and also food and entertainment. Please enjoy!"