Doctoring 101, Friday, Period 1

[doesdoctorstuff]

Please don't ask why Navaan had actually bothered to show up for class today. She likely couldn't tell you. Hell, it was likely she didn't know how she'd gotten to class today. Honestly, the real question you should be asking yourself was why the school had once again decided to let her do this. Letters of complaint should be addressed to Principal Zoe Winchester, Dean Anakin Skywalker, or perhaps the U.S. Secretary of Education, whomever seemed most fitting for the level of egregiousness of the class in any given week.

For now, though, Navaan was half-splayed out on the desk, the blinds in the windows pulled both for her own safety. Not because the vampire thing where she exploded when exposed to sunlight - she'd learned that the windows had been treated by now - but because her head was probably going to explode when exposed to any light at all. Once all the students (probably) had filed in, she lifted her head a few inches off her desk and mumbled, "I'm Navaan and I'm a doctor and this is Doctoring 101. Unless it isn't. Umm, it's Friday, right? It's probably Friday. Though I might have slept through Friday, making this Saturday. If it's Saturday, then I don't know what class this is, but since I missed my Friday class, I'm going to call this Doctoring 101 and if your other teacher doesn't like it, we can jelly-golem wrestle for it." Beat. "Are there classes on Saturdays? Ennnnhhhh, I don't care."

( And if that didn't tell you all you needed to know about your teacher and the kind of class this would be, there was no hope for you anyway. )

Wonders of the Weave, Friday - 6th Period

[aroughtempestiwillraise]

"Hello!" Gale said, gleefully waiting for all the listed students in the class to arrive in the danger shop so he could impart the wisdom he was hired for. Also because it was just the thing he always wanted to explain to people. Just always. "This is Wonders of the Weave and I am your instructor, Gale."

Of Waterdeep. But he was trying not to put that out there as much when no one know what in the nine hells Waterdeep was. You poor, poor people. Unaware of the Jewel of the North.

"No, I hope you all are here with the hopes of expanding your knowledge of magic because that is the goal at hand. Beginning, of course, with the basics. The weave, magic, being a fundamental building block of the world around us. A force that moves and shapes our reality until it is harnessed or channeled to great feats for good or ill," he said, channeling the start of a spell to glow within the palm of his hand before dissipating it again.

"While I haven't found anyone here with same specific abilities as back home, there have been a number of similarities that we can use to help you learn what style works best for you," Gale added. "There is the wizard, such as myself. I am able to channel the weave through practice and study over the years. There are also sorcerers who have the talent come naturally to them through either a fluke of nature or a powerful bloodline. Clerics are gifted the weave through the faith within their deity of choice who funnels the power through them. Paladins take hold of the weave through sheer force of will as they follow an oath made for some greater good. Rangers and druids use their instinctual connection to the natural world. Bards are able to strum the weave like it were an instrument. Warlocks, of course, gain their powers by signing a contract with a powerful patron such as a devil or fey totally didn't get forgotten either."

Was that all the pure and half caster classes? Well, the core ones at least. Larian, you cowards for not including artificers.

"So obviously there are many ways that one might use magic. But the spells are more uniform as a safe way to reach the end result. As such, we will be trying out a very basic cantrip, a spell that utilizes very little energy on the caster. So the practice should not drain any of you more than it ought. Oh, and introductions! Where are my manners? I would love to hear more about each of you."

Camping 101; Friday, 3rd Period [05/17].

[sword_chocobro]

Anyone who knew Gladio would know that these camping classes were among some of his favorite to teach, and anyone who'd taken one of those classes with him before would know to meet just outside the preserve on a day like today. Anyone who hadn't would have at least received the class email or perhaps squirrel-delivered note to let them know the deal, and there, they would find their hulking instructor eager and raring to go with a broad grin on his face.

And, of course, camping packs at his feet.

"Hey, guys," he said. "You ready to get camping? Now, I know some of you," all of them, really, in one way or another, "have taken my Wilderness Survival classes, which are pretty intense, so this class is probably going to be a breeze for you. This one's all about enjoying the nicer, recreational side of camping, and just having a good time in the woods, you know? We're gonna start out nice and simple, though. Grab a pack, and we'll hit the dusty trail to take us out to our campsite, and there, we're gonna work on pitching tents and starting campfires, and once we've got that taken care of, we'll roast some dogs...hot dogs," he corrected, with that strangled sound out of Prompto, "and do our introductions. Pretty straightforward, right? So take a moment, get a little limber for the hike, and let's get moving."

Yoga; Friday, Fourth Period [05/17].

[died8yearsago]

Summer yoga meant yoga on the beach, weather permitting, and so since it looked like it was going to be an alright day for that, everyone should hopefully have found their way to the beach for class that afternoon, and if not, then oh well.

"So," Rosa started, without much preamble because talking wasn't exactly high on her list of priorities, "welcome to Yoga, blah blah blah. I was thinking of doing something different with it this semester, and then realized I don't care enough and that the whole 'explore a different chakra each week' thing is perfect for a summer session, so we're sticking with it. Also, having had other Yoga before is not a prerequisite, but it'll sure help, and keep in mind that I don't really believe in any of this crap, but it's a good fit and it makes you feel good doing it, so let's do it.

"Basically," she sighed a little, like the whole actual teaching aspect of it was a particular burden she wanted to get out of the way as quickly as possible, "chakras refer to various spots in your body where energy is said to radiate from, and yoga's supposed to help focus these chakras and keep them balanced, so that you're balances, and it's all just sort of spiritual mindfulness crap. We're going to start with the Muladhara chakra, or root chakra today, the first of the seven, which is said to be located around your coccyx or tailbone, associated with the color red, and it's supposed to support good health for your body, your connection to the Earth, and overall stability in the physical world."

And if it sounded like Rosa was a little bored and disbelieving of these sorts of things, well...she pretty much said her piece on that.

"So we'll learn a few poses good for the root chakra, and one of the things good for the root chakra is also the sun salutation, which is also good, because that's how we'll be starting and finishing most classes. Those of you who already know it, you know what to do, but if you don't, just follow along with me on the warm up, and you can work on improving it as we go on."

Food Network Appreciation, Friday 5/17 2nd Period

[stykera]

Stark was looking a little worse for wear this morning. Someone had had a lot to drink last night at Kitty’s house. Someone was named Stark.

“Good morning,” he said, holding on to an iced coffee tightly. “Welcome to Food Network Appreciation. We’re going to…appreciate The Food Network. Which is a TV channel here that shows a lot of programs related to food and cooking.”

“Today, since it's the first day, we'll do introductions and then watch an episode of the first show that I really liked, Cupcake Wars.”

“I've taught classes just about cupcakes before,” he said. “But we'll watch different shows this time. But cupcakes today.”

Even if Stark wouldn't be eating any right now. He needed something else. Maybe waffles and hashbrowns and even more coffee after he was done here.

“Oh. Right. And introductions. I'm Stark. I'm here to teach you. I'm tired today. I've brought cupcakes for everyone if you like. So... say who you are and then I'll turn off the lights and we can watch TV.”

Improvisation in Action [Friday, 5th Period]

[jedigrammarians]

Class was in the Danger Shop today, but your teachers weren't. Because they'd randomly decided to take a road trip to Kansas. As you did.

But never fear, because Aphra was sometimes too clever for everyone's good, she was totally able to program the Danger Shop from her comm and set up a video link. From the car. That Isabela was currently driving, yes.

"Hey kids, welcome to Improvisation in Action," she called into her comm. "Where you learn to think on your feet in response to unexpected situations."

"Like this one," Isabela added, somewhat redundantly. "Oh, hey, waffles."

"Anyway, enjoy your first exercise!" Aphra hit a button, and yes, those objects that had just appeared with ominous countdown timers and mysterious ticking noises were bombs. "And introduce yourselves to each other too!"