Dec 20, 2011 15:44
[Everyone seemed to have woke up with jobs already in place for them, so Alleyne was not surprised she had one lined up for her, too. Teaching, even. How convenient for her. She'd been signed up to teach philosophy in the mornings and coach martial arts as part of the health and exercise curriculum in the afternoons.
For now, though, she's begrudgingly taken a seat at the head of her class, a few books on the history of human and Earth philosophy before her, skimming them for anything useful. A whiteboard nearby has some quickly written notes on the nature of philosophy, easy enough for young adults to understand. Human classrooms sure are weird and cramped.
She's actually dressed nice, today, in a long skirt, blouse, jacket, and scarf, cap gone missing, all in red and green of course. Those that knew her before the world change can see she looks far more human now as well as a bit more aged, though still quite young looking.
When she speaks, her voice is coated in a Russian accent, but her French is fluent.]
Class is now in session. Please take a seat and we'll begin after everyone's arrived. Just because we're away from the castle doesn't mean any of you can slack on your studies; I expect perfect attendance and attention while lecturing. It's for your own good.
[She'll peek over her book now and again to make sure you're all actually showing up and behaving yourselves. Now would be the time to misbehave, if you're bold enough to risk the consequences.]
[ooc: Open action for Collège students (who should be in American middle school age range) and open over the journal, just specify which one it is. Come give teacher as hard of a time as you brats can!]
combat instructor alleyne