Monday, September 1st, 2025

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The swimming class was meeting in the basement pool of the dorms (Anakin had provided rather elaborate directions for those, like him, who had forgotten it existed), and their two instructors were waiting for them by the side of the pool with their legs dangling into the water.

"Hello, everyone," Anakin said with a casual wave. "We're here to learn to swim. I'm sorry if the chlorine is burning your eyes, but we had to give the pool a thorough cleaning after relocating the squid."

That was a normal thing to mention, right? He gestured to the dark-haired man to his left. "This is Commander Steve McGarrett, who you might recognize from his work at the Trooper Station. He's also a Navy SEAL."

"Retired, now," Steve said with a slightly tight smile. "And I'm not actually anything like a seal, the animal. SEAL stands for Sea, Air and Land, and we're the United States Navy's premiere special operators. Among our skills is, well, swimming. I'm here to assure you that no one will actually drown."

Steve dropped down into the water with a small splash. "The first thing to do is to get comfortable in the water," he said, "so everyone hop into the shallow end. Your feet will be on the bottom of the pool, so there's nothing to be afraid of." He sent Anakin a slightly puzzled look. "Especially now that the squid is relocated."

"Introduce yourselves as you jump in," Anakin added, sliding into the water.
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Jon was doing his best to be extremely pressed and proper for the first day of classes, to match his extremely Oxford accent. Look, there were people he didn't recognize here, and he wanted to make a professional impression.

"Welcome," he said when everyone had arrived. "I am Jonathan Sims, your professor for Cryptozoology. Over my time living here in Fandom, I've come to realize that things which are pure fantasy in one world are likely to exist in another, and furthermore that the rules for things that do exist in different worlds - such as vampires, for example - may be vastly different from world to world. Therefore, this class is going to attempt to focus on things that have never been proven to exist in any world I'm aware of. If you do have proof of them, congratulations, you can present it to the class. Otherwise, we'll be hypothesizing about what might cause their stories, what is known about them, and if we think they do exist and why."

He shrugged. "This first class is easier, though, as we'll be focusing on things that - outside of philosophy class - definitely exist. Namely, ourselves. Introduce yourself. Name, where and or when you're from, and why you're in this class, please. I, as I said, am Jonathan Sims. I am from early twenty-first century Earth, specifically England and more specifically Bournemouth by way of London. I thought a class about imaginary things would be interesting and relatively safe." He nodded at the nearest student. "Next."
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It was first period and everyone was directed to the Danger Shop this morning, which had been done up to look like the inside of a commercial airplane. Jaina was standing in the aisle, letting the students pick their seats in first class.

(Not the back and to the left in first class, because those were filled by Jaina's sons, because she felt like she had to keep an eye on them in case they kept daring each other to lick things just in case they had a taste too. Kids- especially boys- were weird.)

"Welcome to Flight and Flying," she greeted them. "My name is Jaina Solo Fel, you can stick with the first name. To give you some background, I come from where the spaceships live, I've been flying practically forever, spent half my life as a pilot in the military, and now I either fly my own starfighter or get carted around in big fancy ships by other people. In this class you're going to get to learn about different kinds of crafts and get to learn how to fly them, or at least as much as you can in one class period.

"We're going to do the standard introductions, and I just want your name, how much experience you have, and if there's anything you really want to study. And then once we're done with that, you can play around on the airplane, whether you want to watch part of a movie that'll get interrupted anytime someone gets on the PA system, or you can get in the cockpit since next week you're going to be flying one of these yourselves."

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