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fandomhigh2010-05-09 11:23 pm
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Surviving & Thriving -- Monday -- Second Period.
When the students filed into the Danger Shop today, they'd be met with two teachers, standing at the back of the room. The first to speak was the man, dressed in his Civil War era military uniform.
No particular reason, really. It was what had been clean this morning when he'd gotten out of bed.
"Good Morning, class, and welcome to Fandom Island, America, on the planet Earth, in the year 2010. That would be AD, not BC, though I can't imagine that if any of you have come that far you'd be aware you were from BC in the first place." He allowed himself a small, self-indulgent smile at that statement before pressing on. "If you're new to the island, I assure you, this isn't some sort of elaborate hazing ritual. If you're not, you can join us in being amused at the consternation that your classmates are likely to be feeling this week. I'm Captain Nathan Algren, from here in America, circa 1877. I've done my time figuring this place out already."
"I am Lady Ghanima Atreides," his companion began, bright blue eyes twinkling with amusement as she stepped forward, long formal gown rustling. "I am from the planet of Arrakis, over 21,000 years in the future from now. Yes, my eyes are natural, and yes, I am technically an alien, since I was born on another planet."
"Captain Algren and I are here to help make your transition to living on Fandom Island as seamless as possible, given the many diverse places and times our residents hail from. We cannot promise to teach you everything in seven weeks -- that would be impossible -- but we do intend to give you a basic grounding in 21st century living, with a Fandom twist."
"For any questions you have that you do not feel comfortable asking us, our teaching assistant, Miss Annja Creed, is here to provide answers. Miss Creed recently graduated from Fandom High, and should be able to provide a student's perspective to the school."
"Today, we would like to simply get an idea of who it is that we're dealing with, so that we can adjust our syllabus to better suit your needs," Algren added, crossing his arms over his chest, "and so your first assignment today will be simple enough. Introduce yourselves. Name, age, where and when you're from, and one thing that's surprised you already, since coming to Fandom Island. When you've finished with that, we've set out some sheets of paper. If you feel so inclined, please feel free to write down one thing that you hope to learn about this island, and we'll see what we can do to accommodate before the term is through."
"Once you have accomplished that, we will start with our first lesson; electricity," Ghanima stated. "You may have noticed already that we do not use candles, torches, glow-globes, or gas-lamps for light. Instead, with the flick of a switch, lights and other appliances are powered via an electric current. You'll find light switches by the door of almost any room, but we will teach you about two very important appliances that run on electricity that you'll learn to know and love. The television, a source of entertainment programing, and your alarm clock, which will make sure you awaken in time to attend your classes."
[OOC: OCD has arrived! Up early since both your teachers work at unholy hours of the morning tomorrow! Tentative class syllabus available here.]
No particular reason, really. It was what had been clean this morning when he'd gotten out of bed.
"Good Morning, class, and welcome to Fandom Island, America, on the planet Earth, in the year 2010. That would be AD, not BC, though I can't imagine that if any of you have come that far you'd be aware you were from BC in the first place." He allowed himself a small, self-indulgent smile at that statement before pressing on. "If you're new to the island, I assure you, this isn't some sort of elaborate hazing ritual. If you're not, you can join us in being amused at the consternation that your classmates are likely to be feeling this week. I'm Captain Nathan Algren, from here in America, circa 1877. I've done my time figuring this place out already."
"I am Lady Ghanima Atreides," his companion began, bright blue eyes twinkling with amusement as she stepped forward, long formal gown rustling. "I am from the planet of Arrakis, over 21,000 years in the future from now. Yes, my eyes are natural, and yes, I am technically an alien, since I was born on another planet."
"Captain Algren and I are here to help make your transition to living on Fandom Island as seamless as possible, given the many diverse places and times our residents hail from. We cannot promise to teach you everything in seven weeks -- that would be impossible -- but we do intend to give you a basic grounding in 21st century living, with a Fandom twist."
"For any questions you have that you do not feel comfortable asking us, our teaching assistant, Miss Annja Creed, is here to provide answers. Miss Creed recently graduated from Fandom High, and should be able to provide a student's perspective to the school."
"Today, we would like to simply get an idea of who it is that we're dealing with, so that we can adjust our syllabus to better suit your needs," Algren added, crossing his arms over his chest, "and so your first assignment today will be simple enough. Introduce yourselves. Name, age, where and when you're from, and one thing that's surprised you already, since coming to Fandom Island. When you've finished with that, we've set out some sheets of paper. If you feel so inclined, please feel free to write down one thing that you hope to learn about this island, and we'll see what we can do to accommodate before the term is through."
"Once you have accomplished that, we will start with our first lesson; electricity," Ghanima stated. "You may have noticed already that we do not use candles, torches, glow-globes, or gas-lamps for light. Instead, with the flick of a switch, lights and other appliances are powered via an electric current. You'll find light switches by the door of almost any room, but we will teach you about two very important appliances that run on electricity that you'll learn to know and love. The television, a source of entertainment programing, and your alarm clock, which will make sure you awaken in time to attend your classes."
[OOC: OCD has arrived! Up early since both your teachers work at unholy hours of the morning tomorrow! Tentative class syllabus available here.]
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He had a few romantic notions of them, all trees and cows and babbling brooks.
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She looked up at him, wide-eyed. "You didn't grow up in an orphanage there, did you?"
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"An orphanage?" he echoed. "Not at all. A very normal family." Too normal for his tastes, really. "My father's in business and I'm an only child."
Slyly, he added, "I haven't helped any escaped convicts, either."
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He was getting to rather adore Rilla.
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