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fandomhigh2009-10-19 08:17 am
atreideslioness) wrote in fandomhigh2009-10-19 08:17 am
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Hubris from Revelation: the Social Engineering of Ultimate Truths [Monday, Period 2]
The class met in the Danger Room today, which was set up into a series of different rooms. Most of them were full of very heavy furniture. The last one was full of low tables with tea kettles resting on top.
"Your professor asked me to come in and discuss my time in Afghanistan when I studied under one of the magi and learned the Tao," Biff said, smiling at Ghanima. "I might have forgotten to mention that Josh learned about the Tao. I learned about feng shui, which is dependent on something called qi, and then the rest of it I ignored because I was being taught by beautiful Chinese concubines and I got distracted easily."
Ghanima, meanwhile, was sitting in the back of the room. To any outside observer, she looked quite studious and duly interested in what the guest teacher was saying.
To anyone that actually knew her - Biff included - she was actually dying of amusement.
He pointed at a series of small brass scales on a nearby table. "What I do know is that the qi in all of those rooms is totally screwed up. You take these brass scales and someone who looks good at lifting heavy objects and start moving things around until the qi is balanced again. When the little brass scales balance, you've completed the task. When you're done, come back and have a cup of tea and I'll tell you more about the Tao as I read from the Book of the Divine Elixirs or the Nine Tripods of the Yellow Emperor."
He certainly hadn't messed with the tea, as a subtle manipulator of the elements might do. Except for how he had.
[OOC: Major props to the always-awesome![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nojesusfreak for humoring my request. OCD is up, and see the OOC note.]
"Your professor asked me to come in and discuss my time in Afghanistan when I studied under one of the magi and learned the Tao," Biff said, smiling at Ghanima. "I might have forgotten to mention that Josh learned about the Tao. I learned about feng shui, which is dependent on something called qi, and then the rest of it I ignored because I was being taught by beautiful Chinese concubines and I got distracted easily."
Ghanima, meanwhile, was sitting in the back of the room. To any outside observer, she looked quite studious and duly interested in what the guest teacher was saying.
To anyone that actually knew her - Biff included - she was actually dying of amusement.
He pointed at a series of small brass scales on a nearby table. "What I do know is that the qi in all of those rooms is totally screwed up. You take these brass scales and someone who looks good at lifting heavy objects and start moving things around until the qi is balanced again. When the little brass scales balance, you've completed the task. When you're done, come back and have a cup of tea and I'll tell you more about the Tao as I read from the Book of the Divine Elixirs or the Nine Tripods of the Yellow Emperor."
He certainly hadn't messed with the tea, as a subtle manipulator of the elements might do. Except for how he had.
[OOC: Major props to the always-awesome
nojesusfreak for humoring my request. OCD is up, and see the OOC note.]
Re: Activity: Tea Time!
"Report to school maintenance, Mr. Priest. You will be assisting the grounds-crew for the rest of the week, as I do not believe in detention, and I believe they have a great deal to do before Homecoming. Perhaps you'll find zen in raking leaves, since you dislike tea."
Re: Activity: Tea Time!
He shifted his full attention back to Ghanima.
"In any case -- I've no problem with actual work of any sort. I will be at the grounds shack as often as is humanly possible."
Re: Activity: Tea Time!
Something ageless and ancient looked out from behind her eyes then, as she turned and fixed her attention on the rest of the class. "I expect a short essay on your interpretation of the Tao in the context of whatever work you do this week, Mr. Priest," she said, not looking at him. "You are dismissed."
Re: Activity: Tea Time!
That ancient eyes trick didn't even work from Sebastien, anymore.
"I've never asked you only teach what's easy to learn," he said. "My old tutor would laugh at that concept of me. I find this lesson the insult in and of itself. But you will have your essay, of course. And good day to you."