Wednesday, September 3rd, 2025

afraid_of_marshmallows: Nathalie Emmanuel (Lounge - Couch)
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It was still technically summer, so Arden was really confused by the creepy snow monster that had tried to attack her on the way to school today. She'd been alone, so she'd grabbed as many chords of magic as she could and shoved them at the monster - which had poofed into bitty snowflakes.

Which, in retrospect, might have been overkill. Especially since she was immediately hit by the exhaustion that came from using up most of her energy at once. She managed to drag herself the rest of the way to the library, but now was doing her best not to pass out at the counter.

She also wasn't moving from this chair, because if she did, she was pretty sure she'd end up falling over flat.
ifwebeworthy: (Don doctor oh come on)
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Don understood why he hadn't been impacted by the island's latest round of weirdness: he had never been a teenager in the first place. It would have been interesting to see what teenaged him would have been like, but, well. Apparently he was immune.

What he didn't understand was why Thor was affected despite not technically existing at present. It was a serious problem, considering that as a teenager, Thor had been a lot more hotheaded than he was as an adult, and he had absolutely no context for why he was trapped in the void, his only lifeline a mental connection to a total stranger. Naturally, he had concluded that Don was an evil sorcerer who had somehow captured him, and he wasn't happy about it. Don had been enduring threats to his person, both from Thor himself and 'when my father finds you,' all morning, and while Thor would have been more use against the snow monsters than Don was personally, he still wasn't about to do that. He had a class to teach, after all.

He took a fortifying sip of his very large coffee (which was secretly just straight cold brew concentrate today, because he deserved it) before addressing his class. "Good morning. I'm Dr. Donald Blake."

You are a foul sorcerer and I demand that you release me--

Don tuned him back out and continued, "And this is Health Education." If he sounded completely exhausted that was because he was. He'd spent fourteen hours in surgery yesterday and then been woken up early by Thor, who was going to owe him severely once he remembered himself. "I had a speech prepared about how I understand that introductions are gonna be of limited utility, because it's impossible for you to guide me toward what you need to learn, because you don't know what you don't know. But I don't remember it now, so let's just go with that. You don't know what you don't know, and that's okay. Some of you may not even know why you're in this class, and to that I say...don't worry about it. All will become clear in a few days to a week at most. Probably." Another sip of his coffee as Thor switched to trying to curse him out, followed by accusing him of hexing his speech as well as imprisoning him in the void. Maybe he'd just let him out after this. The void would be less stress.

"So. Introductions. I'd like to know who you are," even if some of you might be different next week. "Name, where and when you're from, and something about healthcare in your world of origin. We'll start with you," he said, gesturing with his travel mug toward a student at random.
jedigrammarians: (Teen!Aphra: what the)
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Class was being held in the Danger Shop today, and for once Aphra and Isabela had been organised enough to actually set up the simulation in advance, because as it was, you were lucky that Chelli and Isabela even knew they had class, let alone that they were supposed to be the ones teaching it.

"So, space piracy," Chelli said after a long, awkward silence, and the slow, terrible realisation her name was on the wrong spot on the roster. "It's a thing."

"Luckily, as a pirate captain, I know all about piracy, " Isabela added confidently, despite the fact she'd been a pirate and a captain for roughly a week, and her crew had just abandoned her.

"And I know about space," Chelli said. "Because I'm from it." She wished she was there right now, actually.

"So between us, you'll learn all there is to know about space piracy," Isabela said, then dramatically pressed the button that she was relatively sure was the on switch for the magic room.

It was an a magnificent pirate ship and a majestic space backdrop faded into viewed. Unfortunately for reasons that had completely made sense (hilarious sense, even) at the time, it was not a starship.

Chelli looked at the ship for another long, awkward moment, and considered her options. Including arson.

"So...introductions?"

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