Fear in Literature, Tuesday 4th period

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Jon sat at the desk in front of the room, trying not to fidget as the students made their ways in. When the clock said it was time and everybody seemed to be there, he pushed his chair back and stood, swallowing nervously before nodding to them and standing up straight. He could do this. Just pretend like he was back at his first day in the Archives, only less of a prick.

"Hello. I'm Jonathan Sims. You can call me Mr. Sims. I've never actually taught school before, but I understand you may be used to that. This class is supposed to be about fear in literature," he grimaced a bit at that, "but we haven't actually met yet, so I suppose we'll start the actual literature next week. If you could please read "The Premature Burial" by Edgar Allan Poe, and be prepared to discuss it. For now, I suppose if you could introduce yourselves, we can get started with that. Your name, and...ah...where you're from, and why you're in this class." That sounded reasonable, didn't it?

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Re: Introduce yourselves!

[desertwolfcub]

“The guy in charge of my pack? It’s a werewolf thing. I’m technically a werecoyote, but he’s got a kitsune and a banshee and a — well, Stiles — so it’s pretty nonexclusive.”

Re: Introduce yourselves!

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

"Oh! Ah. I've never met a werecoyote before. As far as I'm aware, anyway. Well, I do hope you'll enjoy the class even if you didn't choose it for yourself."

Re: Introduce yourselves!

[desertwolfcub]

Oh hey. Someone new and yet with a perfectly respectable response to the supernatural!

Malia favored him with a little smile. “I’ll do my best.”

Re: Introduce yourselves!

[intheeyeofthebeholding]

Oh, Jon was already wondering what a werecoyote was like and if she might be touched by the Hunt and if he should worry.

Fortunately, Jon had a lot of practice in hiding utter terror, so anxiety was a snap.

Also he was rapidly running out of surprise.

"Thank you, Malia," he answered, doing his best to smile back.