Ares looked disturbingly happy as he addressed the class.

"Our final today is " He clicked his fingers and a portal appeared. "If you'd all follow me through the portal?"

As the class entered the portal, they may have felt an odd tingling.

[ooc: OCD threads coming up.]

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Ares addressed the class as they came in. "Now, I'm sure you're all still missing your brats, so today we're going to take things easy, and have a bit of a review session in anticipation of our upcoming final. Which will be hard and arduous, and you will fail if you don't adequately prepare."

[ooc: OCD threads coming up.]

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When it became apparent that Ares had once again chosen not to grace them with his presence, Sam rolled her eyes at Krycek and went to pull up some information on the internet. Stupid unreliable fake gods ( Read more... )

Sprawled in his throne, Ares looked at the class. "The Flying Spaghetti Monster," he intoned solemnly. "Have you been touched by His Noodly Appendage?"

[ooc: OCD up.]

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When everyone had been sitting in the classroom a good ten minutes without Ares showing up, Krycek and Sam took matters into their own hands. A rushed and impatiently whispered conference later, they were standing in front of the class, neither of them looking as though they were entirely sure where to start.

( And neither knows what the other is thinking. )

Ares was fiddling with the controls of the dangershop as the class trooped in.

"Monotheism," he said, finally. "Clearly one of the worst ideas ever. Spawned by egotistic, cowardly gods who can't take a little competition when it comes to getting worshippers ( Read more... )

When the class came, they may have been somewhat surprised to see Ares surrounded by weetiny penguins outfitted with weetiny shields and spears, and waddling in weetiny formation. He held one particularly noisy penguin in one hand, scratching at its head as he whispered encouragingly to it ( Read more... )

Looking completely unfazed by the fact he was now not so much a god as a goddess, Ares addressed the class. "Today's class is on Hades, Lord of the Underworld, and what we on Olympus liked to refer to as a loser ( Read more... )

The Danger Shop was set up to look like a weetiny peaceful Middle New Greecelandia Greek village. Ares looked disturbingly pleased as he addressed the class ( Read more... )

Once again the class was meeting in the Danger Shop, which was set up to look like the kind of television studio boardroom you'd find all over Los Angeles. Ares looked especially sulky today ( Read more... )