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Post by Hild Ravencroft on Apr 14, 2011 22:14:11 GMT -5
Hild was rather glad to be back in the classroom after the events of summer. Or rather, the lack of events. It got so boring sometimes when she was on her own. Even she had to admit passed out drunk half the time was no way to spend a summer vacation. She had no family to visit except Rune, which she may have loved her cousin like a brother, but needed some company besides him, and the sister he had from those cretins that had adopted him after his family was killed. She liked the girl well enough, she just hated the girl's parents as much as she and Rune did.
But she was back in the classroom again and time for another year of fun mixing chemicals... and shocking students back into focus. Maybe this year someone would figure out what was actually on their desk that carried the current since the desks were wooden. She liked the fact after a while most student's gave up trying to sleep through her class and that the boys usually stopped focusing on her chest or ass. The ones who didn't, well, they gave her the chance to satisfy her inner sadist.
She quickly wrote up on the board "General Chemistry" and than wrote beneath it"Pay attention.. or else". She would go sort of easy on them for day one as far as work, but there was also the point of if any of them got bored with the easy work, she could introduce her solution to that. She sat behind the desk, seeing as they weren't going to be working with chemicals today wearing a skirt and a button up short sleeve shirt. She put her hands behind her head as she looked up at the ceiling, waiting for the students to arrive.
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Zeran Heartt
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Post by Zeran Heartt on Apr 15, 2011 5:55:16 GMT -5
Zeran was late but he thought he was. When he woke up that morning, he had misread the digital clock on his cellphone and thought he would be late, though he would actually be a little early. He dashed down the hall, a notebook and cornucopia of pens under his arm.
Zeran skidded into the classroom, rather casually as if nothing had happened. "Sorry I'm la-" Zeran looked around, and noticed that he and Professor Ravencroft were the only people present in the classroom. Zeran reached into his pocket and pulled out a cellphone which he flipped open and checked the clock. " . . . never mind." Zeran said. He strolled over to the seats and rather unceremoniously near collapsed into it in a lazy but comfortable looking position.
Zeran turned his cellphone off out of courtesy and slipped it back into his pocket. "Just making sure, this is general chemistry right? I'm guessing you're Professor Ravencroft?" Zeran asked. He was fairly certain he was in the right place, but you could never be too careful in when it came right down to things. He might of misread the room number like he misread his cellphone. At least he was in the right building.
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Post by takehiroryuga on Apr 15, 2011 6:37:45 GMT -5
Takehiro sighed as he slowly walked to class. He was tired from last night and probably would be asleep through part of the class. Hopefully, the teacher would be nice enough to allow him that privilege. His books were very bulky, and Takehiro almost dropped them several times. Jeez, he was tired. He found Johnstone rater quickly, which was a good sign. He checked the clock in the hallway and found that he would not be late this time. THIS time anyway, he would have to be quicker to get to his next class on time. His fast walk became a slow trudge, as he knew it would. He had about three minutes of time left until class, and he was going to use all one hundred eighty of those seconds. Unfortunately, he found his class more quickly than he had wanted. He turned into the class room and sat in a desk in the back. He waved at the teacher. "Hello, I am Takehiro Ryuga." He carefully placed his books across the desk, for this one was large enough to do so. He then placed his pencil case on top of the book on the far left. Then, finally giving in to his fatigue, he gathered his knees into the chair and put his head on his knees.
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Post by atsuko on May 17, 2011 7:11:32 GMT -5
The day had already felt rather long, after two sociology classes with the same teacher, Atsuko felt like going home, taking a bath, and just vegging out for a couple of hours before calling up somebody and having a bit of fun. Unfortunately, she still had to go to chemistry, the class that Atsuko had been dreading all summer. Atsuko wasn’t a science person, but one that preferred philosophy and the humanities and other things of that sort. But this was one of those things that just had to be done if she really wanted to understand neuroscience and potentially go to medical school.
So with a sigh, Atsuko walked from Golisano Hall to Johnstone Hall, down the familiar pathways of campus, in her black pencil skirt and jacket, her heels clicking against the sidewalk, with her head going back and forth from staring at the ground to the sky. Well, after a couple of minutes, she got to science building and going down the halls found her classroom. As she walked in, Atsuko was sort of surprised to see the woman who would be teaching the class, not for any reason that, with her hands behind her head and her head leaning back like that, it was as though she was trying to announce to all the students that she had enormous breasts. Frankly, Atsuko found it more than a little odd, and staring a bit as she made her way to a desk. But then, she simply sat down, pulled out a book of poetry, and started reading, figuring to get some relaxation before learning about all sorts of molecules and reactions and all.
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Post by Hild Ravencroft on May 19, 2011 23:31:45 GMT -5
HIld watched s each of the three students came in, the first thinking he was late, the second introducing himself and then proceeding to sleep, and the third... well she said nothing and went to her desk. Though she found it strange that the two boys had just gone to their seats like it was normal and all, yet the girl had seemed to stare at her chest. Needless to say if it was going to happen she would have expected it to be the boys. Though she pushed some of the thoughts that came into her head aside. Even Hild had some standards, even if an idea was just a little interesting.
She let the chair come back forward and put her arms down on the desk to get up as Rune came skidding into the classroom.. literally. He ended up sliding into her chair and knocking her over as well as himself.There was a brief second of being dazed before she said "Rune... move your hands... now" The boy puzzled till he realized they were on her breasts. He quickly got up as she held the two sides closed. This shirt had shrunk a bit in the wash unfortunately.. and now several buttons had sheered off. "Rune... top drawer of the desk... left side...." she said, sitting up and sliding behind the desk and out of view as he looked in it.
He handed her what she wanted and went to her desk, Hild standing up after a few minutes, her shirt held clothes by some safety pins now. She cleared her throat as she said "Yes, this is general chemistry class, and I"m your professor Hild." Her hands staying on her desk. She turned to mister ryuga as she said, "I suggest you wake up before I give you a good reason to.. speaking of which..." she trailed off, facing takehiro still, but glancing to see which seat Rune was in. She hit the proper button and Rune gave a shout as he felt an electric shock that while it didn't hurt gave him a jolt. "What was that for" he shouted, not sitting back down in the chair. For being an idiot and ruining my last shirt I can use for work." she shouted in reply, noticing his hand was on his chair so she hit the button again. "DAMN IT" he shouted, jumping back from the chair and holding his hand.
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Post by erazia on May 23, 2011 18:17:04 GMT -5
Erazia calmly, yet slowly, went to her next class. She was a bit more cautious of classes, especially after her psychology class. Luckily her brother was there to calm her down, but it had not been a happy experience for her. As she found the room, she glanced in. No one was there. She tested the door knob, it was unlocked. So, she stepped inside, and quickly found a seat in the back. She waited there for awhile, and then finally, the professor came back. She wrote "General Chemistry" on the board, and then... Erazia somewhat paled as she read the writing under it. "Pay attention or else?! What did that mean!?"
Her young, naive mind started formulating scary thoughts, very scary thoughts. Before she could properly freak out, however, she watched as her brother walked in. Relief washed over her whole self, and she was about to hurry towards him. Before she could quite get there, she vaguely noticed a few more students entering. What caught her attention was what particular way the professor chose to discipline her students. Some boy with white hair had actually gotten shocked!
Erazia immediately scurried towards Zeran. She crouched next to one side of him, almost using him as a shield from the boy who'd gotten shocked.
"Zeran? Why does... Why does this professor... shock people?" she asked in a small, somewhat meek voice.
(OOC: Erazia's got a thing for human shields apparently...)
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Post by tomo on May 26, 2011 22:05:39 GMT -5
Tomo sat there quietly the whole time although he was grinning the entire time. Chemistry, something he was good at, mixing chemicals and blowing stuff up! Well... Okay maybe it wasn't quite THAT exciting but he loved the experiments in chemistry, it was something he looked forward to. Tilting his head to one side he watched as the shocks were given out and then tried to stand from his chair to laugh only, he stood up too fast, felt dizzy, got his legs caught on the chair he'd been sat on and went backwards smacking the back of his head on the classroom floor. Hissing loudly he gritted his teeth.
"Ada-da-da-daaaaah..." A noise he gave as he rubbed the back of his head and got to his feet righting the chair before he sat back down. Now his eyes shifted to the girl that was hiding behind some pale guy and he arched a brow.
Okay so.
They had the shocking teacher, a girl who liked to hide, a couple of white haired guys, a red or was it pink haired chick and some black haired dude.
Had he missed anyone yet? A quick scan of the room told him no. Instead he yawned and leant on the desk. Despite the warning the teacher had given him, he was already distracted by something else and so his gaze shifted off to something moving past the window, he even leaned forwards to see if he could get a better look at what just went sailing by.
What the heck was that? o.o The thought in his head as he blinked and looked dumbfounded. It was a butterfly. A brightly colored butterfly that caught his attention but then dissappeared and he was confused as to what the heck it was because he couldn't tell if it was a butterfly or a piece of colored paper that just whizzed by.
Now...
Maybe he'd get shocked for being distracted but his head turned back to the teacher now as he blinked a few times and tried. Oh how he tried to keep his attention on the class at hand. How long would his attention span last? Possibly a while it depended on what they were doing.
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Zeran Heartt
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Post by Zeran Heartt on May 27, 2011 19:32:35 GMT -5
Zeran started sarcastically clapping as Rune entered the room. "Nice job Rune." Zeran said, in a tone that dripped with venomous sracasm, he then wrote a large number 10 on the back of his notebook, and held it up like a judge at a sporting event. "Now, if you wanted to be fair, this is the part where you throw yourself out and I take your job for the rest of this class." Zeran smirked a little as Hild shocked Rune. "Shock him again, I don't think he gets it yet." Zeran said, with a grin that could only be described as evil, that is until his sister walked over.
"Well, it looks like the professor shocks people for not paying attention and for touching parts you're not supposed to in public." Zeran said. "If you want to know what said parts are, ask dad later, now's class, I have to pay attention to the teacher or I'm going to get shocked, then I'll tell Dad, dad will complain to her, she'll convince him that I should've been paying attention, I'll get a lecture, then I need to distract him with tea to make him stop after 2 hours of making the same point and waisting my cell phone minutes."
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Post by wynter on May 28, 2011 16:05:13 GMT -5
A yawn as she made quickly to her class. Slowly she pushed the door open. Finding she was late before she sighed. A hand went to her hair as she trailed her fingers through it dislodging stray bits here and there, a hoodie was tied around her waist and her bright blue strappy top hung loosely on her shoulders.
"Sorry I'm late... I couldn't find the right room... Again.. Sorry... Now I know where it is I'll be on time." She spoke to the teacher as she utterly ignored the rest of the class. Then she scanned the place with her sapphire blues. Slowly she went and took an empty seat with her head down the whole time. Because she was late and now, a lot of them would probably stare.
Setting her bag on her lap she pulled out her books in pure silence and set them on the desk before her, then she leant on the desk a stick was in her mouth the entire time, yes a lolly stick but there was no lolly on the end she'd eaten that on the way here.
Now chewing on the stick she tapped the bottom of her pen on her notepad as she awaited the teacher's response.
Let's hope she doesn't get shocked for being late. T-T
[[OOC: SORRY FOR SHORTNESS DX]]
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Post by Cheshire Hirasashi on Jun 10, 2011 10:14:05 GMT -5
Xenix had spent another night running around outside, but he wasn't really tired either. The kid had woken up in a tree, at some point he figured he had just crawled up there. The kid had actually been smart this time he brought his bag with him, change of clothes and everything. After quickly slipping into his clothes, he wandered towards his classroom. He had to wonder what kind of people he was looking for there had to be someone he could actually get along with. So far he had not found anyone, maybe it was just cause he was always one for being alone. "Nyan Nyan Nyan..." The boy slinked across the ground like a cat stalking his prey. He could hear voices in the classroom, but part of him was nervous to go in there. Though he would never show his fear much less the other "bad" emotions he had. But who could blame him, bad emotions and all of that were only good for the ones who got high off of it.
He stretched and peeked into the classroom, his hood was down so the little kitty ears that were in his hair were just slightly visible. He didn't care what others said it was just how he was. It seemed that the teacher was already in the classroom to, he wanted to avoid that person. Adults, even though he technically was one annoyed him. He wanted nothing to do with it, and for the most part he never had. 'Cheshy...just focus....it's just like grade school....' He did not wish to deal with this in the end it was just way to complicated. For well him, and anyone else at this point in time.
He stopped and bowed to the teacher before running off to take his seat, or well pick one anyway, he wanted to get out of this place the second he sat down. A shiver ran up his spine, and he knew he was being watched but he just put his face into a book and ignored it. It was just his mind playing tricks on him, after not getting much sleep the night before he would continue to ignore it as he always did. "wonder what we are going to start with today...." he was muttering to himself since he was sitting alone and trying to keep out of sight. If not for the whole year, then well just for today.
He eyed the kid who seemed to be staring at something, he saw the colorful object and was instantly more amused by it then his book. It made him want to just go back outside again, but he had to learn. Maybe this place would also give him the secrets of his past, not that he wanted to know what some of those were. 'Just to be free to run and play...life as a butterfly would be fun...' he was running over new ideas in his head, the boy always seemed to be planning something. Or he was just having fun, his creativity was his own.
The boy now wanted to make a little butterfly costume for a baby or something but he had no siblings so he would just store that idea away. His eye flickered to the boy who had been watching the colorful paper or whatever it was. He made a note to talk to him later, right now he was here to pay attention if he could manage to do that at all. When he got bored his attention span was the size of a tiny little bug.
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