Friday, January 9th, 2015

[identity profile] stillamthenight.livejournal.com
Bruce was standing behind a lecture when the students walked into the classroom today. Part of it was to show that even though he was clearly old enough to have fought some dinosaurs in his youth, he wasn't going to need a seat any time soon.

And the second that class bell rang, he started talking.

"My name is Bruce Wayne. In my life, I've spent most of my time living in three very distinct cities. The first, my home, is Gotham City, a city historically full of crime and corruption that doesn't exist in most of your worlds. It's a city historically filled with criminals so deranged that most of the notable convicts are costumed supervillains who went to an asylum instead of prison. Over time, much of that was changed by a few dedicated individuals in the police department and civilian community who put their lives into making the streets less dangerous."

"Second is Metropolis, again, which most of you have never heard of. But on my world, it's a second New York. All international business finds its way to Metropolis eventually. And while there has always been spectacular super powered crime there as well, it's also a city of heroes, led by someone literally called 'Superman.' Metropolis takes the best of what the world has to offer and puts it on display."

A small smile creeped up on Bruce's face. "And third is Fandom. I went to school here at a time when I moved frequently, too frequently to have an actual adolescent life. But I was able to settle in Fandom for a few years. After I graduated - only a few years ago according to Fandom's timeline - I came back as an adult to see how my donations to the school were being used. At that time, I also dabbled in teaching. And now I've returned, mostly to give teaching a better shot than I could when I was in my thirties."

"Each of these places has formed me into who I am. Their personalities informed my own. From Gotham I gained dedication. The realization that there are always challenges to overcome and the perseverance to see it through. From Metropolis, I gained inspiration to reach farther than I thought possible. And from Fandom I learned that anything is possible. I'm not speaking metaphorically. Literally anything is possible here. If you've been here long, you know what I mean. If you haven't, then you'll learn."

"I also learned that the only way you'll ever truly understand something on its deepest level is to experience it for yourself. So each topic in this class will be in two parts. One week we'll discuss a city in a specific time, the next week we'll go there."

"But for now, let's get to know you and where you're from. Name. Class. Where you're from and how your home city has influenced who you are today."
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When the students filed in for class today, they would find themselves stepping into a typical classroom, desks neatly arranged, with two teachers standing at the front of the room. One of them had his arms crossed over his leather-wrapped chest and was looking over the students thoughtfully. The other was a girl in her early twenties, dressed in a simple blue sweater and dark jeans. She kept fidgeting with a necklace around her neck, specifically with the pendant, which appeared to be two rings.

It was the thoroughly leather-wrapped man who spoke first, because what better way to break the students into having a class about powers than by kicking off the first lesson with telepathy?

So, as you lot might have gathered, today's class is about powers. And identity. )

[OOC: Please hold for OCD! Open!]
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Considering how cold the weather had been recently, it seemed appropriate to have warm moddable foods and drinks set out for the students today. Zoe had a cup of cider for herself as she watched everyone come in.

"Good afternoon," she said, "and welcome back. I hope everyone had a restful break that wasn't filled with too much family drama. Those of you who have been in the council before know that the spring semester has far fewer events for us to plan. I don't have a specific goal for us to talk about, but I figured it would be good to get together again to talk and see if there's anything you all want to make sure gets done."

Or they could just talk to each other and enjoy free food. Zoe would be good with it either way.

[Going OCD-free this morning, woo!]
[identity profile] teashopconman.livejournal.com
It was Hatter's first time inside the school building. It was really rather big, wasn't it? Having school inside a castle was a rather novel idea. It made things look distinguished and high brow from the outside. And, on the inside, they let someone like him teach.

Smashing.

He found his classroom easy enough and spent a few moments twirling the inferior chair before he just hopped up on the desk. Yep, that's where he was going to stand. Call it a compensation thing. Or not.

"Good, you're all here," he said once his class had filed in and taken their seats. He tipped his hat to each of them. "I'm Hatter and you've arrived in Business Sense 101. If you're here, you either have some entrepreneurial blood running through your veins or you just really like me. I can't say I find fault with either."

He grinned widely.

"In this class, we're going to explore how to start a business, how to run a business, how to staff a business, and how to make sure your business is profitable. But, it's the first day and who wants to do all that on day one? I think I just want to hear who you are and what you think is the most important part of a business. Tell me loudly. You won't get far in life or in business if you're meek and shy. We're not having that in class. In fact, I want you up on your desks when you introduce yourselves. It's mandatory."

With that, he waved a hand at the class and waited patiently.
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After the student council cleared out, Zoe got the council room set up for yet another meeting, hoping all the teachers had gotten her handwavey email. Sure, classes had only been in session for a week, but she figured it was a good idea to check the new teachers for shell shock early. There were warm food and drinks set out (not the leftovers from the student council... at least, not totally) but nothing alcoholic. If people wanted to go that route, they would have to bring their own this time.

"Hello there, come on in and have a seat if you'd like," she said. "I thought it might be good for everyone to have a chance to get together without students around, and be inside where it's warm. I hope everyone's had a good first week. If you haven't, well, now you have a room full of people to vent to." It was the little things that helped make this job better.

[Open to all staff and OCD free!]

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