Pet Photography; Monday, Second Period [08/19].

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"Well, guys," said Prompto, meeting them all seated in the little photography area he set up each week with a very contented looking cat purring in his lap as he scritched under her chin, "here we are! It's our last class today, and I know we've had a great session of pet photography. We made some new friends, picked up some new techniques and skills, and gained valuable experience working with difficult models," he had to give a little chuckle there, "that'll translate well into other projects, if this is something you pursue well beyond my classrooms. And last week, you got some photo albums to fill with some of your favorite pet photos from the class to show off today, and plenty of time to add even more photos and memories to them if you've like.

"And, you know, any other pet photography questions that didn't get covered, or if you have anything in particular you want to do, just let me know, but, yeah, today's just a good day to enjoy all our hard work and our cute little buddies and appreciate just how great animals are and how we can always relive that through the power of photography!

"And this," he added, tilting his head and smiling down at the cat, "is Rain, she decided to come celebrate our last class with us, too. She's definitely a diva for the camera, though, so she won't mind if you wanted a few shots of her while she makes a rare appearance."

Or she might just sleep the whole time. You never knew!

First Aid: Extreme Edition, Monday Fifth Period

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Don had asked his students to join him in the Danger Shop, which was today programmed to look like a street in Midtown Manhattan. "It's our last class together, so I thought we'd do a practical exercise in lieu of an exam," he said. "Welcome to Manhattan. It's Monday, so..." He clicked a button on the remote, and the simulation started. Screaming, explosions, people running, the works. "Sounds like Dr. Banner has lost his temper again about eight blocks north of here, and..." he cupped a hand around his ear and listened. "Yeah, and Magneto is on a tear about five blocks south. Bruce can't really help it and Mr. Lensherr has a point, but it's hard on the ol' infrastructure. And the civilians...and sometimes the superheroes. You've each been supplied with a virtual version of the, uh, first aid kit," it was a field medic kit, but who was keeping track," that Tony Stark supplied to my students last term, so pick a direction, go find someone moddable in need of first aid assistance, and render aid to the best of your ability. Go! Shoo!"

Paintball, 1st Period - Monday

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Well, the obstacle course for this last week of class was a mishmash of everything that had been used leading up to it. Gymnastics equipment, dog shaped robots, everything.

"Welcome to our last week in paintball," Tony said. "Which means a free for all using your powers this time around."

Steve grinned as he held up his weapon. "It's going to be fun. We added new pits!"

Did that make it more fun?

"We did?" Tony asked. Look, Steve had a lot of energy to burn off this week.

"The dog helped," Steve said, nodding. "He's very proud of himself." Sure. Go with that.

"Let's get to it then," Tony said, powering on.

Daily Modern Life, Monday

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"Well, today is our last class," Jon said. "I don't think we've covered nearly everything, but hopefully it will help a bit at least. Still, there's so much left that I thought today we could do a question and answer session. Ask whatever you like, and I'll do my best to answer it. And please remember that I'm always available to answer whatever might come up, and I suspect most people on the island will be, as well."

He nodded and stood awkwardly waiting for questions.