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Post by Raven Moonfire on Nov 15, 2013 19:56:29 GMT -5
The door of the classroom was left open, leading into the large room where students would be learning all about History from around the world. Raven had opted to take over teaching this particular class because she had always been interested in history from all around the world, so teaching it would be a piece of cake for her. Though so far the professor of the class was no where to be seen. The room was empty of any person at the moment. At the front of the room, the entire floor was raised up about a step, holding a podium as well as a large desk just to the right. Behind that there was a large board, the white dry-erase types, it looked like the board was too tall and the top could only be reached with a ladder, but it was actually rigged so that the top part slide down in front of the bottom so you could write on it and then push it up to have more room before that. On the opposite side of the room the seats rose upwards in an theater style. The seats were brown and padded (thanks to them sparing no expense on the building) and had desk that rose from the side to sit in front of the student. It was a comfortable setup and good for lectures, perfect for a history class... now if only the teacher were here.
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Post by Roxie Hart on Nov 17, 2013 15:23:32 GMT -5
Roxie walked into the class, looking around and seeing no one else yet in the room. Well she wasn't the type to be late or early on purpose, she just happened to be awake early this morning and so she got to class early. She looked around, choosing a seat near the center of the room. She didn't want to appear eager by sitting in the front, nor was she trying to hide herself by sitting in the very back either.
This school wasn't something that she needed to take seriously, she was just a pawn being put into place for what would be needed later on. It was simply her role in life... Roxie had her job laid out before her, be a normal student, go to class, mingle with the students. That was what she was here to do and she would accomplish that no matter what. Roxie moved over to the seat, a small looking girl that never really looked her age and it bothered her a little bit. She was 18 now and yet she still could probably pass for a middle schooler because of her short height and delicate looking features. Roxie had always been the type that looked like a doll... it was something her parents had loved about her as a child. She still had the doll like appearance, but now her eyes were easy to narrow and offset the rest of her features making her look dangerous whenever she felt like it.
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Post by Setsu Cain on Jan 10, 2014 14:47:49 GMT -5
Setsu had woken up a little late since her alarm had not yet gone off. She was hoping to be up in time to get ready, go have breakfast and still make it to class with some time to relax before the lesson would start, but it looked like she wasn't getting that luxury today. Taking a deep breath, Setsu walked into the room, her face showing it's usual hard expression that tended to keep people away from her.
Not that is was usually needed considering how she dressed with all the black and the chains and her piercings... surely that was enough to keep most people from talking to her. Looking up briefly, she noticed that there was one other person in the room, perhaps she wasn't so late after all, she could have gone to breakfast instead of skipping.... Her steps carried her to the back, keeping her distance from the girl who looked like she had a bit of an attitude going on herself. Probably best just to sit in the back and get through the lesson so that she could then be on her way.
Without breakfast, it would be nice to go to lunch after this class. Perhaps here at the campus or she could run into Domino for a little while if there was enough time before her next class. Her books were on her desk and she sat there looking towards the front of the room wondering who the professor was and what they looked like. She probably should have known the name already, but in her rush, she had left her syllabus back in her dorm room.
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