Declan Chatterjee

September 27, 2006 3:41 PM
Declan could only imagine, he reflected as the first students began to trickle into class, just what the first and second years thought of the classroom itself. Every centimeter of the walls that wasn’t hidden by windows, doors, or bookshelves was plastered with posters of stars, comets, nebulae, planets, and diagrams, both Muggle and magical. The ceiling had been enchanted to show the night sky all day—at the moment, it displayed the typical January constellations. On each desk lay a cut-out of one of the eight extraterrestrial planets.

Soon the chairs were mostly filled and the room was full of the typical pre-class chatter, and the young professor moved away from his desk and towards the door. One last late student stumbled in, mumbling excuses before Declan could close the door and begin the lesson. He tutted good-naturedly.

“Let’s try to be on time, shall we?” he asked the class as a whole. He clapped his hands together, then. “Well then, as we’re all here, let’s get started. I’m Declan Chatterjee, your new Astronomy professor—you can call me Professor Deck, if you like. As I understand it, Professor Dione left off with the solar system, correct?” he looked to the second years for affirmation. “Well, we’ll cover a bit of that in the beginning, just to put the first years up on the same footing as you astronomical veterans. You may all notice a vaguely circular image on your desk, and some of you may have correctly conjectured that that is, in fact a planet.”

He smiled at them. “Now, those of you who keep up with Muggle news—and I’d suggest you do, at least Muggle astronomical advances, as we will be discussing them in this class—may have heard that their classification system no longer has room for Pluto as a planet. In this class, we will be treating Pluto as a planet, simply because the magical planetary classification system differs wildly from that used by Muggles. So ‘My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine Pizzas’ will still serve you well in my class.

“For this lesson I would like you to group up according planet—therefore, Mars with Mars, Uranus with Uranus, and the like—and compose a list of everything you know about said planet. These can be scientific facts, Muggle or magical, or mythological stories associated with your planet, or magical properties it might have—anything and everything is fair game. The group that knows the most about their planet will get a reward at the end of class. Does everyone understand? …Good. Now, get started!” he made a little shooing gesture with his hands and grinned at the scraping of chairs and babble of voices that ensued. This teaching thing really was quite fun.

OOC: Hop to! I’d like to have someone do each of the planets—let’s not have ten people on Venus and neglect poor Neptune. And keep in mind that Earth was not one of the options. Other than that, you know the drill: a good length (at least two decent-sized paragraphs), and keep it realistic!
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Echo Elms

September 28, 2006 5:54 PM
Echo caught Saul's tour group to Astronomy and, catching a glimpse of a wild white starburst moving up the hallway through the portraits, he carefully kept himself tucked in the middle of the group as far from Elly as he could. He didn't know if the Einstein haired man or the pixie had intruded on any of her hallway journeys, and he didn't want her -- or anyone -- to know the stupid painting people followed him around when they got bored of doing whatever it was portraits did. They'd think he was just paranoid. It wasn't like he wasn't paranoid normally; that was how he noticed them to begin with.

But they rarely followed him into class, and he glanced around to see if this was going to be one of those few times.

"Whoa," his mouth gaped and he stopped walking. There were posters -- muggle posters -- everywhere, and an enchanted ceiling. Someone bumped into him, and he stood straight and tried to muffle a gasp. He hurried away from the door.

His circle of him, right around his left shoulder blade, felt all weird and tingly from the contact. He fought down an urge to jump around and try to get the weirdness out of him. He grabbed the nearest seat and tried to rub it out -- indiscreetly -- on the back of a chair. He stopped when he caught someone watching him, and said, "Bug bite," with a weak grin.

He forced his shoulders into his usual straight-but not too straight stance, but could only get halfway there. It looked a little awkward -- well, nothing new there.

There was a circle on his desk. He tried to focus on that.

It's winter, stupid, he thought to himself, as the professor began his lesson. There's no bugs in winter. He glanced at the kid he'd told the lie to and wondered if he'd been caught in it. Maybe not. It wasn't that cold here. Maybe there were bugs. He tried to remember if there were bugs when he was swinging with Elly.

The professor said something about Pluto not being a muggle planet anymore. No surprises there, that's just what Saul was reminding them about before class.

Wasn't it?

No, now that he thought about it. Saul had been talking about something else. Either way, Echo decided, My Very Excellent Memory Just Served Up Nine Planets was still a better sentence than whatever it was Deck (did he really say Deck?) said about pizza. Pizza was good, but it didn't tell you what the sentence was for. Just like this circle of paper on his desk.

The paper turned out to be a planet. He had Neptune. Suddenly everyone started moving and calling out their planets to each other. Lots of kids moving made him nervous all over again.

He chose someone nearby who was getting a slower start on leaving their desk, "Uh, what are we doing with this?" he asked, holding up Neptune.\n\n
21 Echo Elms Neptune 93 Echo Elms 0 5

Saul

October 04, 2006 5:45 PM
No one had immediately answered his call to arms, so Saul had to sally forth and gather the troops of Mars himself. Nearest to him were a couple of people talking about Jupiter, and while that was a red planet, it wasn't the right one. Way too gassy.

In the other direction, he spotted Echo, the kid who inexplicably kept choosing Saul as his Potions partner even after Saul had made them make the wrong potion on their first day. The kid was just looking around at everybody else as they sought their groups but was making no effort to get up himself. Their eyes met and Echo held up a picture of Neptune.

Dangit. Another non-Martian. Saul was about to get up and start roaming the classroom when Echo asked what was going on. "We're looking for other people who have the same planet. Then we need to make lists of everything you know about that planet. The planet with the most facts at the end of the class gets a pizza." He held up his own picture of the Red Planet. "I'm Mars, though, so you have to keep looking for your group."\n\n
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Echo Elms

October 04, 2006 8:44 PM
"A pizza, are you sure?" Echo asked, looking again at rendition of Neptune. He only questioned that part outloud because it was last, but he had some serious doubts about all of it. He had learned the first day of Potions that it usually wasn't a good idea to trust Saul's opinion on what a professor had said. Still, it beat doing nothing.

It looked like most people had already found their groups and it didn't look like any other Neptuners were circulating. He'd probably have to do what Saul was doing.

"Come back if you don't find your martians," he said before Saul could run off, "we can do both planets so our list'll be extra long."
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21 Echo Elms A pizza? 93 Echo Elms 0 5

Saul

October 04, 2006 8:59 PM
Echo doubted him. Saul supposed Echo had every right to doubt him after that ill-fated potions lesson, but this time he was sure of it. He'd been paying attention (mostly) and he'd definitely heard Chatterjee talking about serving pizza and rewards for a job well done. "Yeah, absolutely sure," Saul confirmed. "The winner gets a pizza."

They both paused a moment, looking around, presumably each for group members. Saul was about to wish Echo luck and head out to seek his fellow martians when Echo beat him to it.

Saul nodded, "Thanks, good luck finding Neptunians. And I'll be back here if I can't find anyone. See ya." He tapped his desk, then headed out once more into the breach. His mission, one he had chosen to accept, was to find another Martian.\n\n
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Echo Elms

October 04, 2006 9:42 PM
 
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