Flight and Flying- Monday- 1st period

[solo_sword]

Jaina, in her offending Christmas sweater, was at the front of the class in the Danger Shop. It once again looked like a hangar, but there were four of the same ship rather than an array.

"Today we're going to look at the Z-95 Headhunter," she began. "It's a starfighter from my galaxy, predating the X-wing that I know you know. It's equipped with weapons systems, navigation, shields, and an astromech droid, which plugs into the ship as an assistant of sorts. Today I'm going to have you fly out of here, and then something is going to go wrong with the ship. I want you to work with your droid to figure out the issue and solve it. Once you get that done, come on back here. You have till the end of the period."

Cryptozoology, Monday period 2

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon was looking a bit disgruntled today, and it probably had something to do with the absolutely hideous sweater he'd been saddled with.

"I'd intended for this to be next week's cryptid, but who knows what the island may throw at us then, so I've decided to give in and do it this week instead." He put up a picture. "Krampus is...not entirely a cryptid, perhaps, but it is a folkloric creature, and relevant to the current season.

"For those of you not from this world or time, Christmas, which is a major holiday of the dominant religion of the area, is coming up. One of the widespread figures associated with it is called Father Christmas or Santa Claus. He supposedly breaks into houses, generally down the chimneys, and rewards good children with presents."

He was trying not to roll his eyes. He might not be successful.

"In some areas, however, notably around the Alps, there is another figure called Krampus. He punishes bad children. Because why teach children reasons for good behavior when you can simply frighten them into submission."

He wasn't bothering to hide his displeasure at that.

"In some legends, he's a sort of 'helper' to Father Christmas. In others, he's a separate entity. He's generally a horned humanoid, with other goat features cropping up here and there to some extent."

He shrugged. "There's not really much to discuss about this creature, so instead I thought we'd watch a film. It's probably rather bad, so feel free to use this as a free period. Or nap."

Look, this was Jon. You didn't expect even his movie days to be free of lecture or pedantry, did you?

How Not to Drown, Monday, December 8

[sith_happened]

"We're almost finished with our swimming unit," Anakin began, "which is good because the weather outside isn't exactly swimming weather."

"Everything's swimming weather if you're not a wimp," Steve muttered.

Anakin stared at him.

"...and you have the correct gear," Steve amended belatedly.

"Hypothermia is no one's friend," Anakin said, "though that's more Dr. Blake's area of expertise."

"It does lead us to our class topic today, though," Steve said with an enthusiastic smile, "the gear that keeps you from dying when you're dropped into a cold ocean from a helicopter in the middle of the night."

Anakin went back to staring at him.

"It's a real thing," Steve said, frowning.

"Hopefully nothing you'll need here, but it's better to be prepared," Anakin acknowledged. "Gear up."

They'd notice all the wetsuits were ugly holiday sweaters annnnny second now.