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Detention: 2/18

The Danger ~~Room~~ Shop is set up to look like a scriptorium from a medieval abbey. Several long tables are set up with different projects. Methos is kicked back in a very anachronistic armchair, reading. Written on the whitewashed wall above him is:

~~Logan Echolls~~ (psycho_jackass) - excessive absences
Togusa (section9_togusa) - excessive absences
~~Boone Carlisle~~ (cerulean__eyes) - lucky lottery winner

On each table you will find instructions for your projects for the day. Lunch will be served. Since I don't think you want to be here any longer than you have to, if you're lucky, we'll all leave on time. If not... well, that's your choice.

[[OOC: This is going up very early so I can sleep late. Interaction beginning probably about 10 AM Pacific time.]]

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Logan signed in.

Boone signed in.

On one long table are supplies (http://eartheasy.com/eat_homebrew.htm). Instructions for making beer the old-fashioned medieval way (http://www.regia.org/life/brewing.htm) are beside them.

Please brew your own beer. The beer will be ready to bottle in a week to ten days. You won't get to drink it, needless to say.

"We're brewing it but not drinking it?" Logan shook his head. "Cruel, man. Very cruel."

As Logan set to work, the bright magenta quill he'd brought with him began to write.

It is nothing less than tragic when men try to cling to their virility long past their prime. Such is the case of one Professor Methos. He still remembers a time when he was great, poor thing, and it haunts his every move.

Professor Pierson looks up at Logan's comment and raises an eyebrow, and then returns to his reading. If he saw the comment that the Quick Quotes Quill wrote, he'd ~~die laughing~~ protest vociferously, but, alas, he does not.

Boone picked up a small box, examining it. "Why is there 'Bengal Spice' tea?" He wondered.

Methos shrugs. "Why not?"

Boone frowned. "Can't argue with that logic."

On another table are supplies for making quill pens and ink. The quills have already been boiled and thrust into hot sand to harden them, so all you need to do is cut them to your liking (http://www.regia.org/church/quill2.htm).

Be careful making iron gall ink. The chemicals can be dangerous. (http://www.knaw.nl/ecpa/ink/make_ink.html)

Once you have cut your pen and made your ink, please take the fine hand-made paper I have provided you (because making you make your own would take too long) and write one hundred words on the history of beer (http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/medny/roces2.html). Wiki on Beer (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beer).

"Dude. You have got to be kidding me," Logan groaned.

Logan grudgingly carved out a quill and mixed his ink, then wrote out his essay.

Once upon a time, there was wheat. Then one day, some poor hungry sucker ate a handful of spoiled, wet wheat and thought it was pretty damn good. Thus, beer was born.

Beer was high in nutrition and often consumed as a liquid form of bread. Beer kept people happy during their miserable daily existence and helped them sleep through the night on their cold, lumpy beds.

Before hops were added for preservation, beer was likely stronger in alcohol content and less bitter. In some places, drinking beer was actually healthier than drinking water, since the brewing would kill the bacteria and parasites living in the water.

Near him, the Quick Quotes Quill scratched out a few notes of its own.

Boone just groaned, made the quill, and wrote a long, rambling essay on how the guy who invented beer probably won some random lottery to have to consume wheat, but it was probably spoiled. Or something. His handwriting isn't that legible.

Lunch is provided. It's a traditional ploughman's lunch (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ploughman's_lunch), with bread and cheese and fruit and pickles.

Logan frowned at the food, but ate his full lunch.

Methos finally gets up from his chair. "All right. First we are going to view a short instructional film (http://orangecow.org/pythonet/sketches/hownot.htm). Then we are going to discuss how not to be seen. Here's a hint: being hired by the people looking for you to find yourself and making sure it never happens? Excellent way not to be seen."

Logan watched the film and found it surprisingly entertaining.

You're not supposed to, but like I can stop you. But at least be reasonably subtle about it, because if you make me exert myself to stop you, I'll give you detention next week too.

Anything else going on during detention? It goes here.

Free at last. Methos shooes you out.

Logan cherished his sweet freedom upon release.

He also appreciated ballpoint pens much more that he had that morning.

OOC comments go here.

Absolutely brilliant detention. Any detention with Python is a gread detention.

*goes back to work*

Heh. I adore your detention choices and Logan's roleplay during it.

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PROJECT 1: Beer!

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PROJECT 2: Pen and Ink!

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LUNCH

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PROJECT 3: How Not To Be Seen

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DETENTION: Talking amongst yourselves

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