[School]: The continuing classes...

[ten_fwd_npcs]

Classes for adults and children are now being held every day on Deck 14. The weekly schedule for November's syllabus is posted below. [Classes are OTA unless otherwise specified.]



[example of a youth class]

Itinerary/Subjects
Archery, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Ballet, Room #0916 *
Castithian Language, Classroom #6
Catching up to the 24th Century, Classroom #1
Creative Writing, Classroom #3
Earth History and Archaeology, Classroom #4
Earth Languages, Room #0914 *
English & Poetry (Youth), Classroom #3
English & Poetry (Adult), Classroom #3
Federation Primer, Classroom #1
First Aid (Advanced), Classroom #5
First Aid (Basic), Classroom #5
Geology, Classroom #5
Kenpo, Room #0918
Krav Maga, Room #0918 *
Melee Combat Basics, Room #0918
Mixed Martial Arts, Room #0918
Multiverse Primer, Classroom #1
Physical Education (Youth), Room #0918
Physical Education (Adult), Room #0918
Ranged Combat Basics, Room #0918
Sailing (Beginners), Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Self Defense, Room #0918
Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Classroom #6
Sword Fighting 101, Deck 11, Holodeck #3
Surviving the Wilderness, Classroom #7
Warp Theory & Starship Tech, Classroom #10
Working with Chakra, Classroom #7
Xenoanthropology, Classroom #8
Advanced Xenolinguistics, Classroom #6

* [ One-on-one tutoring is available by request in ballet, krav maga, cooking, and a range of Earth languages. For a complete listing, see the OOC Post. You can request tutoring by replying to the comment offering the relevant subject in that post. ]


Class Schedule

( Behind the cut! )

Staff
Bob Fraser (Surviving the Wilderness)
Emma Frost (Physical Education (Youth), Physical Education (Adult), Self Defense)
Emma Swan (Sword Fighting 101)
Fatima Merali (Multiverse Primer)
Finnick Odair (Sailing (Beginners))
Geordi La Forge, Lt. Cmdr. (Warp Theory & Starship Tech)
H.G. Wells (Creative Writing, Earth Languages (French), Kenpo)
Hugh Cambridge, Lt. (Catching up to the 24th Century, Spoken Languages (Klingon & Vulcan), Xenoanthropology)
Jackal Egret (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Ranged Combat Basics (Substitute))
Jonas Quinn (Earth History & Archaeology)
Kale McCallum (Ranged Combat Basics)
Kate Barlow (English & Poetry (Youth), English & Poetry (Adult))
Killian Jones (Sword Fighting 101)
Lorna Dane (Geology)
Mack Gerhardt (Mixed Martial Arts)
Minoru (Working With Chakra)
Oliver Queen (Multi-subject (Substitute))
Sam Bowe (Melee Combat Basics (Substitute), Mixed Martial Arts, Surviving the Wilderness (Substitute))
Terzen T'Karr, Lt. Cmdr. (Federation Primer, Warp Theory & Starship Tech (Substitute), Advanced Xenolinguistics)
Thea Queen (Archery)
Trever McCallum (Melee Combat Basics)
Ziva David (Ballet, Earth Languages (Italian), Krav Maga)


[ooc: Please note, the School is currently a once-a-month post; all times listed are for IC purposes. Teachers will post in with a comment for their class, and students can then tag in to thread at any stage for classes held at any point in the month. Posting in is not compulsory; you are welcome to handwave attendance.

To sign up to teach, or to add your character as a regular student of a class, see the OOC post here. The next School post will be on January 4th, to allow for holiday vacations.]

cymatics [ota]

[electro_kinetic]

A deep bucket of water with a flexible tube, and a tone generator; these are the things Noriko has, and a speaker set up on a table too. The power for the electronics she's got handled, and slowly she begins to tune the generator to a specific frequency, after getting the water running in a loop from the basin, through the tube, and back to the bucket.

It's pretty simple if you've ever managed a manual siphon, but the magic comes when she hits the right hertz measurement. Once the water stabilizes it's moving in a spiral with the sound, invisible itself but showing its influence on the water. Noriko sits back, smiling just barely as she watches the spiral move. Sure, it's a little jury-rigged, but the sound and sight of moving water has always been soothing to her, and she needs the decompression, and duct tape can be ignored. It might not be as nice as the shishi-odoshi Noriko used to have in her room at the school, but she's not at the school. C'est la vie.

She'll be cleaning her gauntlets while she's...working on the decompression.

OTA

[notthatpond]

Amy was sure she'd seen the sign before, it was entirely possible she had seen the sign before from being on the road with her mother. That seemed such a long time ago then. Before the hunters caught up with them. Before she'd met Sam. It was different then. She was driving, not confined to the passenger seat. Stuck there with her mother telling her what to do. Then when she didn't? The inevitable argument that ended up with doors slamming and her mother ditching her in some motel room while she went off hunting for the night. Amy had always left that to her mother. Not that the woman hadn't made sure at least once or twice she'd accompanied her so that when the day would come that the older woman either wasn't able to or just no longer around that Amy would know how to keep herself fed. That thankfully didn't mean that Amy had actually been the one responsible for it all. She'd just been shown. Truth was, Amy had only ever tried it once. That was on someone in a funeral home. Maybe her mother was right not to trust her with a living person. Made things easier for Amy anyway. She didn't think her mother was a good person. Took her a lot sometimes to think her mother was a person. Not just some monster lurking in the darkness. Same as herself. A monster. Not quite lurking in the darkness right then, but then she had been.

Pulling the car off the road into the motel car park she looked over at the cooler on the seat next to her, reminding her that she was hungry and just putting things off. It could stay there until she'd checked in. One more day's driving and she'd be in California. Amy reached past the cooler and picked up her bag. Pulling the car keys out she locked up the car before leaning against it. The cool of the night air a welcoming comfort. She looked up to the stars for a few minutes before standing up. Time to check in.

She pushed the door open and instead of seeing the inevitable crappy motel check in she found herself in what appeared to be a bar. Amy turned around looking to get back out the door she'd just stepped in through. It wasn't there. She tried not to panic, but she was now essentially surrounded by people and hungry. The cooler was in the car. Someone was going to find it. Hunters would know where she'd been... They couldn't find her there. First she had to figure out where here was. Maybe a drink first. It might help keep the hunger at bay a little longer until she can figure out what to do about that. Since she doubted that any of the people walking around here were going to be okay with her eating their brain.