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Criminal Justice Class 25
[OOC: Tick's had issues recently. He's managed to keep it out of class until now. *ahem* And there's no way I'm doing class replies at work today. No. Way. Oh, hey! It's Class #25! In comic books, the 25th issue is a bit of a milestone that generally gets celebrated with something dramatic. Funny how that works out. Class Info Link.]
*The Tick is seated at his desk with a blank expression. It may be clear that he has a lot on his mind. Lockheed is staring at him, apparently concerned.*
"Hello, students. Next week is busy. Your final exam will be next Thursday. Tuesday is our Round Table Discussion with my chums from The City."
"Today's class is about Destiny. If there really is no such thing, then just what the heck is going on? If a crimefighter fights crime because Destiny told him to but it doesn't exist, then what is he doing? Is the crime being fought? Is it even crime? Is the crimefighter committing crime himself by punching the apparent criminals in the face and thwarting what may apparently not be their Evil Schemes?"
"And if Destiny made him a teacher, is he actually teaching? Are you his students? Where did my grade book go? Did it ever actually exist? WHERE DO WE GET THESE ANSWERS, MAN? I'd check the back of the book, but I'm not sure this is even it!"
With that, The Tick's antennae twitched slightly and he was silent for the rest of class. He'll probably be relatively fine by the pageant tonight. At the very least, he should be functioning.
If Tick were in his right mind at the moment, he would request that his students discuss amongst themselves. He would also request that Jack makes sure to hand his assignment in to Rory by Tuesday.
*The Tick is seated at his desk with a blank expression. It may be clear that he has a lot on his mind. Lockheed is staring at him, apparently concerned.*
"Hello, students. Next week is busy. Your final exam will be next Thursday. Tuesday is our Round Table Discussion with my chums from The City."
"Today's class is about Destiny. If there really is no such thing, then just what the heck is going on? If a crimefighter fights crime because Destiny told him to but it doesn't exist, then what is he doing? Is the crime being fought? Is it even crime? Is the crimefighter committing crime himself by punching the apparent criminals in the face and thwarting what may apparently not be their Evil Schemes?"
"And if Destiny made him a teacher, is he actually teaching? Are you his students? Where did my grade book go? Did it ever actually exist? WHERE DO WE GET THESE ANSWERS, MAN? I'd check the back of the book, but I'm not sure this is even it!"
With that, The Tick's antennae twitched slightly and he was silent for the rest of class. He'll probably be relatively fine by the pageant tonight. At the very least, he should be functioning.
If Tick were in his right mind at the moment, he would request that his students discuss amongst themselves. He would also request that Jack makes sure to hand his assignment in to Rory by Tuesday.
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"I think as long as you're doing what you think you need to do, there isn't really a problem. Did you check your desk? For the gradebook?"
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the TAyour sidekick?" She doesn't want to discuss Destiny, because really, she tries not to think about things like that.no subject
"Um, no." She glances around. "You guys can leave if you want, I think."
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She was really starting to wish she'd brought two cookies instead of just the one sugar cookie for Lockheed.
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