Today, there was no lanky Turk standing in front of the class room. Just a weirdly dressed blonde girl that some of you might have taken classes with, a couple of years ago. She was holding a small bright red baby bird cradled in her hands.

( Your Final. And Blackmail Material For Your Regular Teacher. )

Reno hadn't actually gotten a hell of a lot of sleep last night, since looking out the window and watching that maze eat its way over the island seemed far more interesting, but he had, at least, had the presence of mind to make his way to the school to see what the hell was going on around here.

And to smell it. "Huh. Kinda homey ( Read more... )

"Yo, Rookies!" Reno had barely even bothered to wait for the students to take a seat before leaping into his lecture, today. No, he kind of wanted to leap right on in, get this out of the way, and then pretend that he was sleeping at his desk for a while ( Read more... )

"Yo, Rookies!" Reno gave his students a lazy grin as he settled back against his desk. This week, we're gonna touch on somethin' that you all probably ain't strangers to, havin' all been on the island as long as you have. We're talkin' alternate realities, timelines, universes, that kinda shit."

( Reno's colorful vocabulary knew no bounds. Truly. )

Today, Reno's class had been told to meet in the library for their lesson. And to bring something to write with and a notebook, because they were going to need to actually do, like, research and crap today ( Read more... )

"Yo, Rookies!" If Reno looked a little less mellow than usual, that was totally the imagination of everyone in the class. If he looked like he'd done up a few more buttons than usual on his shirt, too? Well, that much wasn't. Even Reno could respect when it was really freaking awkward to go around half-dressed in front of students who were ( Read more... )

"Yo, Rookies!" Starting class this way was pretty much tradition now, yes. "Hope you all had yourselves a good stupid holiday, and didn't end up doin' somethin' completely idiotic, like runnin' around as a giant chicken throwin' candy in people's faces, yo ( Read more... )

Once again, Reno was holding class in the Danger Shop, which had been programmed to look like your regular old Fandom Island street scene. He could have tossed you outside, but he wanted to limit the possibility of there being actual bystanders out there ( Read more... )

"Yo, Rookies!" Bet you all missed that, huh? Reno was grinning extra wide today, possibly because he missed you all. Or maybe for the same reason that he had left a few more buttons undone on his shirt than usual, today. Because he could. "Today, we're gonna get into some more practical crap than usual, yo. For the next couple of weeks, I'm gonna ( Read more... )

"You ain't gonna win 'em all." Nope, there wasn't even a 'Yo, Rookies!' today as Reno made his way into the Danger Shop, only a couple of minutes late. There had been an important stop for coffee this morning, which he was now pausing to take a mouthful of as he settled in. Suck it up, kids. "You ain't. And, much as you all wanna think otherwise, ( Read more... )