Photography 101; Tuesday, Third Period [09/05].

[hashtag_chocobro]

Prompto was feeling pretty glad that he'd kind of managed to pull himself together in time for his class; it was definitely going to require a lot of work to try and project that usual bubbly self for this students, but you know what? That was what he did, he'd been doing it for a long time, he could definitely do it here, too! So it was with a bounce and a clap of his hands as sort of a way to pump himself up that he got ready to get things started.

"Okay!" he said. "Hey, everyone!" All three of you, but he was used to his classes being a bit small. Which was great! That meant more time to work on and talk about pictures. "And welcome to Photography 101! And, really, the class is pretty much what it says on the tin: we're going to be learning about all sorts of ins and outs of photography, different techniques, different styles, a little of the history, a little bit about ways to take it beyond just a hobby, all sorts of good stuff like that. I've been into photography since I was a kid, and very recently have been starting to turn it into a career, both with freelance work, a lot of stock photography shots, and running the Photo Hut here in town with my wife, Liz. So if you've got any questions about photography, cameras, and all the good equipment and technical stuff, I'm definitely your guy.

"But, of course, today's the first week, so we're keeping up the great Fandom tradition and focusing on introductions! Both of you guys so we can get to know each other and I can get a good idea of your experience with photography so far, and also with these cameras," he gestured toward the models sitting behind him on the desk, "for you guys to have during the semester for your pictures, courtesy, of course, of the Photo Hut. If you already have a camera of your own you prefer to use, that's great, you're definitely welcome to do that, but if you do want another one to have some fun with or get to know more about, they're here for you. And, if for whatever reason it doesn't work, just swing by the shop, and me or Liz can hook you up with something more suited to your needs.

"But enough about that," Prompto concluded, "let's get to you guys! Take some time to introduce yourself. Let us know your name, maybe your experience or interest in photography, or anything else you might want to share, and when we're finished, I'll go over the cameras in more detail, and if you have any questions then, you can ask them. Since there's only a few of us, too, this shouldn't take too long at all! Any volunteers to go first?"

Philosophies of Good & Evil, Tuesday

[suitably_heroic]

At the front of the class stood two figures. A man, hair short and dark, who looked to be somewhere between his mid 20s and his early 30s; he wore a black leather jacket and a Metallica t-shirt, and he eyed the class with a sense of bored disaffection. Beside him stood a blonde woman that could be anywhere from mid-30s to 40s, dressed in a green, tunic-length blouse and loose grey trousers, and smiling pleasantly.

Go on, class. Play ‘who’s the Sith and who’s the Jedi’. We dare you. (The woman's yellow eyes might give it away. If you were clued in to that sort of thing.)

“Hi,” Atton drawled. “My name is Atton Rand, and I’m a goody two-shoes who likes long, brooding walks on the beach, answering questions with really annoying riddles, and pretending meditation is a personality trait. Or, well, technically I’m just a Jedi Master, but you’d be surprised how many overlaps that Venn diagram has.”

Lana rolled her eyes. "And I'm Lana Beniko, a Sith Lord, who obviously enjoys torturing and killing people for fun, cackling maniacally, and taking over the universe in my spare time. Oh, and very large shoulder pads."

“They’re fashionable,” Atton said. “Somewhere. On the surface of the sun?”

"Some Sith would be better jettisoned into a sun," Lana admitted. "But it does make for very open architecture."

“Sometimes I daydream about jettisoning specific Jedi Masters I won’t name into the sun,” Atton sighed. “Anyway, this is the introduction class, so congratulations, today you get to slack off. Give us the basics. Name, class, where you’re from, how used you are to this kind of nonsense, yadda yadda…”

"And just for fun, define good and evil for us," Lana said. "In your own terms, but briefly." Look, she had to be a little evil.

“Like I said,” Atton said, faux-brightly. “Slack off, handle the softballs.”

Archaeology For Fun and Profit! - Tuesday, First Period

[jedigrammarians]

Your teachers had absolutely not been pre-gaming out of nerves this morning.

Isabela had been pre-gaming in solidarity. There was a difference.

"Welcome to Archaeology for Fun and Profit, the first university level archaeology course taught by me. I mean here. First course taught here by me, specifically. Because I've totally taught this level elsewhere." Somewhere in a galaxy far, far away, Korin Aphra was so, so proud. Like legit proud. "Anyway, I'm Doctor Chelli Lona Aphra, rogue archaeologist."

"Captain Isabela. Pirate."

"And if you're wondering why a pirate is teaching archaeology, that's because at its heart, archaeology is just graverobbing with better paperwork. Because dead people have the best stuff and complain less when you take it.."

"It's true."

"Anyway, since it's the first class, less find out a little about you, name, why you're taking this class, and the coolest thing you've ever found."