saddeserthermit (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
saddeserthermit) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fandomhigh2015-08-03 09:12 am
saddeserthermit) wrote in fandomhigh2015-08-03 09:12 am
Entry tags:
Etiquette, Monday
Obi-Wan stepped into the classroom. He was quiet.
He looked up at the ceiling. Nothing happened.
He looked to the class. He waited. Nothing happened.
He looked to the ceiling again. Nothing.
"...All right," he said, "I had expected something to go wrong by now." And so hadn't spent his time on Tatooine last week preparing a class, because what was the point?
He looked to the class. Still nothing.
"Right," he said, "Take these handouts. I am told they are very relevant to the local culture. Then... practice on each other what it says on the handouts."
He looked back up at the ceiling. It remained a ceiling.
He looked up at the ceiling. Nothing happened.
He looked to the class. He waited. Nothing happened.
He looked to the ceiling again. Nothing.
"...All right," he said, "I had expected something to go wrong by now." And so hadn't spent his time on Tatooine last week preparing a class, because what was the point?
He looked to the class. Still nothing.
"Right," he said, "Take these handouts. I am told they are very relevant to the local culture. Then... practice on each other what it says on the handouts."
He looked back up at the ceiling. It remained a ceiling.
Re: Well, This Is Certainly A Classroom
These intermittent breaks got longer and longer as the class progressed, since every minute that passed uneventfully only made her anticipate some bizarre occurrence even more, and . . .
She wasn't quite paranoid by the end of the period, but she was pretty close.
And making plans to get out of the classroom as quickly as possible when class was over, just in case it tried to sneak some last-second surprise in.