This classroom has a wide range of space with windows on each side of the room and one row of windows lining the right side of the ceiling, if you are looking from the teacher's podium. While it looks like one of your ordinary classrooms, with desks from the back to the front, it is used to teach a class about medical practices.
This class teaches students about medical practices, such as: How to save lives, citizen rescue training, etc.
Instructor: --
Posted: Sun Sep 02, 2018 9:33 pm
tiny14xx2
"Every stitch tells a story. Most of them you don't want to know."
Stitch☥"Culus" Student☥Rotavele
He wasn't really paying attention to where he was going, never even stopped to figure out what was going on. All he knew was that as soon as he left Mr. LeVane's room, he headed straight for Dr. Koyanagi's classroom. That class wasn't in session today, so it was just an empty room. It was locked, but he had a master key. As a year-round resident of five years now, it was deemed important that he could get to different places, that and he usually worked as free labor, so he needed to get into the different buildings and rooms to do work. This was quite possibly illegal, and there were plenty of places he could have gone that would be seen as normal, but that wasn't where his subconscious took him. He quickly unlocked the door, slipped in, and thought he closed the door behind him. It was open just a little, only something one would notice if one walked by.
Out of habit, his feet took him in the direction of his desk, but he soon paused and turned a different direction. Tentatively he stepped behind Dr. Koyanagi's desk, careful not to look at any papers or anything, lest they be private things he shouldn't know about. Pushing the chair a little to the side, he leaned against the wall and slid down until he was curled up in a little ball in the nook he had created, guarded by the bookshelf, the chair, the desk, and a wall. Stitch was incapable of crying, and he wasn't really sure that was what he was feeling, but the voices were in anguish and his own inner voice was crying. Everything was just going so wrong just like it had back when he was with his father. It didn't make sense that he was the cause of it, but that's what the facts were pointing to.
The room wasn't helping as much as one of the voices had thought it would. For some reason, Dr. Koyanagi didn't have much of an imprint on it, at least not from what he could tell. The only thing he could do for now was try to figure out what was going on, and bounce ideas off of an imaginary Dr. Koyanagi. Despite all odds, it was helping some, but not as much as he needed it to.
"When cries for help go unanswered And signal fires just burn and burn We wonder if we're waiting here for nothing Cause our lips are sewn our ears are filled With the constant drone of the unfulfilled But we'll never fall if we stand for something We stand for something"
This is Me | What I do: Practitioner of the Arts Professor | Am I taken?: Yes, by Ander LeVane. Do I have a preference?: Men | I am feeling: Mood here | Who am I with?: No one | Where am I?: Inside the Castle - Practitioner of the Arts Classroom | My Voice?: This~
Seiji could pride himself in being a punctual man. it was one of his many strong suits. He liked to be early, and he liked to be prepared. It was important that he show up to his class in a timely manner, so it showed his students that he was serious and his plans were not to waste anyone's time. Time was precious. So, he woke up when his alarm went off this morning, ate his breakfast, fed his dogs, and made his way up from his home to the school an hour early before class. Car was the slower way of traveling, but when he traveled by using air and ice, he got where he needed to be quickly. He went to pop into Ander's office to give a good morning kiss and hello, before he made his way to his own classroom. To his delight, he was the first in the room. That would mean he had plenty of time to prepare for the arrival of his students. So far it was a good morning then.
He set his case down next to his desk and started straightening his papers and arrange the things on his desk. As far as he knew, he lost a couple of students who transferred out, so his class wasn't as big as it would have been. There was some relief in that if he were to be honest. The less chaos he had to reign in, the less chance of him getting angry there would be.
He sits down at his desk and looks at his class list once more, trying to remember faces to their names. Being the doctor of the school before the new one was placed, the teacher had been able to review files of the students he would be helping, so some names were easy to come by. Others were students he already knew personally and some were fairly new names to which he could not place a face in the first week. But now being in their third week of the quarter, he was beginning to learn a little more about his students. The first day they did introduction exercises and he tested their knowledge by asking key questions. Last week he had done a small lecture on the past tragedies in the city, and how the medical rescue team proceeded with taking hold of the situations before they did an activity. Each person had to try and perform CPR on a dummy. After that, showed them a model of the human body and gave a facts on the specific organs.
Today, they were going to learn about different poisons and venoms that effected the body and how to counteract them if even possible, how peculiarities have helped people in the past, and how they can continue to do so in the future. Then, he plans to bring in a cadaver to open up and show the class the real organs, remind them how it works, and how you can help in certain situations where the organ is damaged. That will probably take up most of the class time, so after that, he would give their homework out. He just hoped that he didn't have to give a medical demonstration on a student when the body is brought out. Some people have weaker minds and stomachs than others unfortunately.
For now, he would just make due with sitting at his desk and waiting for them to come to class. The bell for tardiness would ring in several minutes, and after that rang, he would start his lesson. If someone missed, then oh well. That is their fault.
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Posted: Tue Apr 23, 2019 8:17 pm
Bright and early, that was how the Welsh teen always woke up. It was a rare sight to see Wynn sleep in and if he did happen to sleep in it most likely meant he was sick or something was bothering the teen but even then was a rare sight. Something really bad would have to happened in order for Wynn to stay in bed. Brushing his long silver hair, he wondered how class would go today. So far Wynn had gotten to know his classmates a little better but not by much. More so just their aura and names rather then really getting to know them. Carrie was probably the only one he really knew well enough since he helped her with homework. In time he was sure he would make more friends. For now all he worried about was food and getting to class. Having a light meal, Wynn had a apple and porridge before he made his way to class.
Practitioner of the Arts was his class today which Wynn was rather looking forward too. Back in Wales his grandmother was rather big into herbal medicine so the silver haired boy knew a little bit but not nearly enough as his grandmother did. Entering the classroom, Wynn noticed that he was one of the only people in the classroom besides the teacher Seiji Koyanagi. " Good morning Mr. Koyanagi." The younger male said a little softly, nodding his head a little before walking more into the classroom. So far this class and teacher was his favorite as. Last week they learned about CPR which was something Wynn was grateful to learn about as one would never know when they would need it. He looked forward to what else he would learn in this class. Wynn walked to the front row and picked the seat closest to the window. He always liked sitting in the front of class because it was easier for him to focus on the class rather then being in the back where most people went to goof off and talk which was something Wynn found rather annoying. Now having a window seat Wynn could care less about but he picked the window seat today because one being he was the first one here so why not and two, it was raining.
Wynn loved the rain, it always made him think of home back in Wales and how on rainy days like today were the perfect days to read fairy tales with his grandmother. To Wynn, rain was something rather calming and beautiful to watch and listen too. Sitting in his seat, the Welsh boy put his back down, pulling out whatever books he might need for this class and put them onto his desk before turning his head to watch the rain. he watched as the rain hit the glass of the window, making little patterns on the glass which to Wynn made it look almost like a art work. As he watched the rain, he rested his chin on his hand while the elbow rested on his desk. Watching the rain made him think of home, and maybe a little homesick… He thought he would never leave the united kingdom and yet here he is, but not for the reasons he wanted.
Location:Practitioner of the Arts With: Teacher Wearing: Student Uniform Mood: Had better days Status: Single Unicorn Purity Level: 78% OOC:
The week had gone by in a flash. While unplugging Beccular from their charger and slipping them out of their silk case, the girl proceeded to get ready for the day. She was really looking forward to today! It was Professor’s Koyanagi’s class and that meant being around an adult she could be a bit comfortable around. It was rather sad that Prom Prom and Alphonse weren’t in today’s class, BUT at least she could see them at work later. Such a realization was bring a smile to uplift her lips. Looking back at the room, to make sure they hadn’t missed anything, Becca gave a nod before closing the door and heading off to the class.
She wasn’t the first one to arrive today. The professor was already there along with a familiar head of silver. ’I wonder what we are going to learn today.’ Introductions had gone a little wonky with this particular girl about fourteen days ago. On the first week, she certainly introduced herself as Rebecca but omitted any relation to her last name. If anyone asked about what her peculiarity was, a stare with a few blinks were involved along with an uncomfortable stretch of silence. Becca seemed fine to answer just about any other question, with the added exception of her history. Her past was kept under lock and key and was only shown to those that she deemed trustworthy.
When the second week of class rolled around, a change could be noted. The class lesson was far more eventful and, in turn, the girl was filled with a spark of life. Filled with energy and enthusiasm in the lecture, this Shusona was certainly on top of her game when it came to knowing the anatomy of a person. The reasoning behind that knowledge was also kept under wraps for the most part. CPR training on the dummy was fun but she wanted to practice the procedure in case they were tested on technique. Practice makes perfect! Thanks to the willing participation of her roommate, it felt like she had a better handle on the procedure. Odd as it were, he had grown red and flustered during a particular session of the CPR practice. The teenager couldn’t quite understand but there was something about a “first” amongst his flustered speech. Well, her roommates strawberry face didn’t die down as they practiced the technique over and over again.
Of course she never short changed herself out on their studying duties. She was feeling pretty confident about her knowledge as she took a seat at her chair near the window. Becca’ unassigned assigned seat was somewhere in the middle of the class, just where she liked it. ”Good morning Professor!” The head of violet called out to Mr.Bubblegum. ”Morning Wynn!” A wave was given to both the student and teacher while placing her bum on the seat. Lapis gems shifted over to the water dripping outside, it had a nice calming effect despite the gray that clouded her vision.
II▪Mood: Let’s start the morning right by giving it my allII II ▫House: Alaric II II▪Where: Academy: Inside the Castle [Practitioner of the Arts]II II ▫With Who: Myself, Beccullar, Professor Koyanagi & ClassmateII II▪Perviness:Explosion:50%II II ▪Wearing: Alaric UniformII II▫Energy Levels: ▂ ▃ ▅ ▆ █100%II IIOut Of Chocolates: II
][/quote] [quote=
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 1:07 am
00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00 00[
❝There is nothingmore beautiful than someone who goes out of their way to make life beautiful for others.❞
00 00 00 00 00 00
Ｍood → Excited Ｌocation → Practition of the Arts classroom Ｔhoughts → What are we gonna do today? Ｃompany → Yasu, Becca, Mr. Koyagani & Wynn Ｓuit → On/ Off Ｔheme → The Cure
00 00 00 00 00 00
A lot can change in a week, for an example that now Yasu and him are roommates so they've been spending even more time now which Han has no problem with that. He likes spending time with his boyfriend, he finds it calming oddly enough. He gently kisses the bluenette's lips and whispering a good morning before going through his normal morning routine, waking early in the morning and gently shaking Yasu awake before getting out of bed and goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He waited for Yasu to wake up before they got ready to meet up with Hwan for their usual morning workout; warm up, jogging, exercises before heading back to their dorm house. Showered and dressed into their school uniform before Han made breakfast for the both of them; rice, egg, bulgogi with pickled vegetables. After that he started to pack bento lunch boxes for them which is similar to their breakfast except there's more bulgogi and there also some spicy rice cakes. Maybe let Yasu be in charge of breakfast and lunch next time, could learn more about Japanese cuisine, while eating his cooking.
After packing their stuff they need for the day, off they went. He reached to hold onto the other's hand as they went down the hallway and down the stairs, occasionally swinging their arms too. He and Hwan don't have the same Wednesday classes so he won't see him today unless he decided to drop by the cafe or if they meet after work. Maybe when he has time he'll send hima text to check up on him.
Wow.. they're already into their third week of classes, time sure flies. Today it's Seiji's class. Not really a secret but this is his favourite class out of all of the one's he's taking. And it's because since he was little, he has always wanted to be a hero; saving people in need. And that's what they learn here; the medical aspect of rescuing someone. Opening the door it seemed that they were still early which is better than being late; especially when the professor is a bit more on the stricter side.. though.. at least he doesn't threat youen you of failure if you make louder sounds than a whisper.. or has he? He doesn't remember. Leading Yasu into the class as he waved over at Becca, Wynn and of course Mr. Koyagani in his usual cheerful mood. "Good morning everyone~!" He said in the same excited tone before going to the back rows since he knows that Yasu likes sitting there.
Whose in love with me:___ l With:His Classmates l Activity:Getting ready for class l Status:Healthy l Relationship Status:Single
Jesse had begun getting into the groove of class by this point as he was finally learning to get himself to sleep at a decent time. When he first woke up a shower was the most important thing on the list for him followed by brushing his teeth. Once that was done he slid into the still completely dreadful school uniform and made his way out to their little kitchen area to get a cup of juice to start his morning. However his attention was drawn to a lunchbox looking thing that had learned early on was called "Bento". But the best part of it was that inside it was...that Pork Katsu that Yoshiro made had! A wide grin grew on his face and the pinkete instantly knew his roommate remembered how much he liked that meal! The young man couldn't resist the smile on his face"Yoshi does care!"he smirked to himself and opened it up to sniff the contents of the bento and nodded his head. It was a good thing Jesse wasn't much of a breakfast person because he could have devoured it right then and there. Instead he'd stuff it in his bag and made his way out of their dorm room to head to class. It was amazing how even after getting himself up at what he thought was a reasonable hour Jesse still was never able to catch his roommate in the morning. Oh well.
By this point Jesse was familiar with the route to his classes and Practitioner of the Arts was no different. While Jesse would admit that it wasn't the most exciting class in the world he also knew that this was what he'd need to know about particularly when he became a hero. Jesse wasn't an idiot, he knew that his powers had very little practical application in a fight against villains so being able to tend to wounds and injuries was something that he needed memorized through and through. A true support hero to say the least and he was completely OK with that since having a villain fall in love with you wasn't exactly too useful when they were trying to kill you. When Jesse arrived in class he saw that he wasn't the only one and nodded a bit at everyone as he threw a hand up to the professor with his usual good natured smile on his face"Hey, what's up Teach!"casual as can be with little regard to formalities, that was Jesse's way of doing things. By this point he was on a first name basis with everyone in his class, even if they never really talked he greeted them all individually"Han, how's it hanging!?.....Rebecca, looking lovely as always!...Wynn, what's up!?"He just was a natural extrovert and whether or not they were close friends or not he'd still greet them as such. Finally he'd take his seat just about near the middle as he leaned back a little bit until the bell rang and Jesse sat back normally as class began and the lesson started as he pulled out this classes notebook. Oh boy, poisons and venom's, this one would be pretty gnarly to say the least, he knew stuff like that could cause necrosis and other nasty things really quickly and there was no doubt that there would be examples for them all to see. Thankfully Jesse wasn't too squeamish but it still wasn't something he liked.
Just Rosa
tiny14xx2
tokyoloverTM
Hope the kind
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Quote:
Posted: Wed Apr 24, 2019 12:16 pm
This is Me | What I do: Practitioner of the Arts Professor | Am I taken?: Yes, by Ander LeVane. Do I have a preference?: Men | I am feeling: Eager to start | Who am I with?: Students | Where am I?: Inside the Castle - Practitioner of the Arts Classroom | My Voice?: This~
It wasn't long before people started to file their way into the class, stealing away the teacher's attention. he had been sitting there quietly at his desk, the potted plant on his desk blooming flowers as he began to dose off a little bit. His little nap, was cut short when the classroom door opened and in came one the students. It took him a moment to remember the name, but he recalled it by looking at the long silver hair.
"Good Morning Wynn."
He responded back as the male made his way over to his seat quietly. A sure way to be liked by Seiji was to do exactly what that kid often did. Stay quiet, listen to his words, follow instructions, and be eager to learn. They were qualities that Seiji often favored over the loud ones who never want to listen. He could recall a pair of twins and a particular cat who were never good at doing those things. It was a shame that they were gone, but at least he would have some peace this year. Though he wasn't sure how peaceful when there were some more...troubling students in his class. One of which being the blue-haired weirdo who would stare at the Kang boy and not at the lecture. This thought was cut short as the door had opened once more and a familiar face walked in. He didn't need to force himself to remember this one.
"Good morning Rebecca."
As soon as she sat down, the door was back to opening for a third time. in came the bluenette he was just thinking about and the Kang boy that was the nice one of the male twins. At least that is what he heard. He knew that Hwan had feral tendencies, but he never considered him to be any less tolerable than his twin. He supposed that different people would have different interactions with the white-haired twin. Once again, he opened his mouth to return the morning greeting, but was cut off when the door opened and another voice rang in the room. This one made him frown a bit.
"Good morning Haneul, Yasuhiro. And Mr. Barnes, I am not "teach", you either call me Professor Koyanagi or Seiji. I have a name. So use it, and good morning to you as well."
Standing up from his chair, the teacher looked to the students who have entered, deciding to make an announcement to the class on when it will start and the like. Better to get this out of the way before the room crowds up and he had to raise his voice for anyone to hear him.
"We will wait a few more minutes for more students to come in, when the bell rings for tardy students, I will start the lecture. Today we are going to learn about venom and different poisons, how they effect the body and how to treat them if even possible. Then I will move into a lecture on peculiarities in the medical world and how they can help people, and then for the rest of the class, I have a special treat. If you are squeamish around dead bodies, let me know ahead of time. I don't need someone passing out or puking when I bring in the cadavers and open them up. I showed a plastic model of the human organs last week, today you will see real organs of a healthy male and a male who died of lung cancer. There will be homework on what we covered so far, so do play close attention today."
"Every stitch tells a story. Most of them you don't want to know."
Stitch☥"Culus" Student☥Rotavele
Wednesday and Thursday were the bestest days of the school week cause on Wednesday he was in his Daddy's class and on Thursday he was in his big brother's class. Normally he tried to get to class early in general, but extra early on those days so he didn't miss a thing. He had woken up extra early this morning, despite having gone to bed rather late due to studying and extra work, and after a light breakfast he decided to do a little studying beforehand. Stitch had been making exceptional grades in all of his classes this far, and had been a diligent helper at the cafe, but he was quite certain those were just the minimum requirements to be a Koyanagi. Maybe someone born into the family could coast by on the minimum, but somebody who had been hand chosen by Seiji himself had to go above and beyond. Last class they had gone over anatomy using a model. It was good for an introduction, but Stitch knew he could do better. He set a timer to go off twenty minutes before class started, plenty enough time to get cleaned up and over there, then locked himself in his half of the room and began his dissection. Well, technically it was a dissection, but he didn't need a scalpel or anything he just put a hand on either side of the autopsy-esque stitching running over his shoulders and all of the way down his torso, and pulled firmly. The skin and muscles parted like cake under a knife, revealing pristine pink organs. His head was up against the wall, and a mirror was angled over him so that he could see what he was doing. Gently he removed the left lung, turning the warm dry organ over in his hands and analyzing its sack-like nature. After putting it back, he took out the esophagus and quickly looked it over before replacing it with a gasp. Methodically he went through the various organs (except for the heart, which he knew better than to remove), naming and analyzing each in turn. He was so engrossed in his work, that he yelped and jumped when the alarm went off. The organ he had been holding splayed against the wall and one of his kidneys flopped out. The organs had shifted, and for the life of him he couldn't hold them in place and reach the two parts he dropped. He had spent several minutes trying to no avail, so in a last ditch effort, he balled up his pajama top and shoved it in the space the organs should go, then quickly closed himself up. He grabbed the two organs that had fallen, put them in a plastic bag, then dropped them in his backpack. He hated to admit it, but he was going to need his Dad's help on this one, and he would probably be mad about it.
Racing through the halls, he just barely managed to slide into the middle seat right at the front right as his Dad mentioned they would be doing a dissection on real cadavers! Without thinking and barely a second after he raised his hand, he blurted out, "can I be your assistant during the dissection Da- -I mean, Professor Koyanagi?" Great. Now he was making a scene on the same day as he would have to ask his Dad to help put him back together. Way to live up to the family name.
"When cries for help go unanswered And signal fires just burn and burn We wonder if we're waiting here for nothing Cause our lips are sewn our ears are filled With the constant drone of the unfulfilled But we'll never fall if we stand for something We stand for something"
With:DADDY!!!! and some studentsxxxxxxMood:Sheepish/ashamed/excitedxxxxxxOoc:#Stitchproblems
Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2019 10:17 am
This is Me | What I do: Practitioner of the Arts Professor | Am I taken?: Yes, by Ander LeVane. Do I have a preference?: Men | I am feeling: Eager to start | Who am I with?: Students | Where am I?: Inside the Castle - Practitioner of the Arts Classroom | My Voice?: This~
Normally someone might have thought that the teacher was disappointed in his son for his outburst. But his was holding a pleased smile as he nod his head. He was pleased to have his child be so fascinated and excited about the lesson, that he would volunteer himself to help dissect the bodies. And who better to dissect them than the one who basically does that to his own body on a daily?
"If you would be so kind, I would enjoy the help. I doubt any other would volunteer themselves to be perfectly honest. The human corpse can tend to make people queasy."
He waited a little while longer for students to come in, giving a minute more after the bell rang, before he decided it was time to start his lesson. Reaching into his briefcase, the teacher started to pull out vials of different colored venom with different labels on each to show the effects and the snake it was drawn from. He turned around shortly after to start pulling down the white projector screen and turn on the projector. His eyes turned to his computer as he brought up the slides which would hold the information about what he was going to cover.
"Can someone tell me what an enzyme is?"
He asked as he looked towards the students who were in the class already. It was a smaller class than he expected so far, but oh well. Sometimes a smaller crowd was better than no crowd. Though he had to be honest that he would have wanted more people present in the class so that he had a larger crowd to demonstrate the dissection to. Oh well, there was no point in getting all bummed out about it. It was time to put his teaching face on.
This is Me | What is my house?: LeVane | Am I taken?: Yes, by Haneul Kang. Do I have a preference?: Han. | I am feeling: Happy | Who am I with?: Han and less important people | Where am I?: Inside the Castle - Practitioner of the Arts Classroom | My Suit?: This
Never had he been more happy that someone disappeared from the school. That person disappearing gave him the best gift ever. With their dorm-mates disappearing, A certain Hanuel Kang was moved into Yasuhiro's dorm to save space for new members. He wasn't sure if the person in charge really realized what they were doing when they decided to put Han with him, but he was not going to question them. Not when it brought him the greatest happiness. Now they would always be together and he didn't have to sneak into Han's room anymore. The sweet kisses and good mornings were truly heavenly. To have Han in his arms without having to worry about getting up and out of the room before he got caught sneaking out by the staff, was just great.
After receiving his welcomed wake up by his lover, the man slid out of the bed and got ready for his day. Washing up, eating breakfast, brushing his teeth and getting dressed in his uniform. With the occasional kiss or grope with Han as he went. He needed doses of his lover in order to make it through the morning stuff.
"What he said."
Was all the male said in greeting as he walked into the classroom with Han, his expression bored as he glanced to everyone else. People who didn't really matter to him didn't get very many ranges of expression. Why should he bother to waste his time on people who were not worth his effort? He followed Han to the desks they would be taking, once again moving his seat closer to his so they were sitting right next to each other. He doubt Seiji would care, especially since he was getting onto the guy that came in as well.
For the rest of this class, he was probably going to be carrying the same uninterested expression even though he was sitting right next to Han. He would rather have a class alone with just the two of them. The class of figuring out which expressions Han made if he ****** *** **** **** *** **** ***.(Bleeped out for the protection of your mind.)
Quote:
Quote:
Just Rosa
Quote:
Quote:
Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2019 2:36 pm
”Good morning Hanuel, morning Yasuhiro.” A wave was returned to the one named Haneul Kang while another was given to his partner. He was a familiar face since they had Wednesday, Thursday and Friday class together. It was pretty easy to spot him due to the blunette that always stuck to his side. It was pretty difficult to miss that azura hair color along with their impressive height. Still, for one reason or another that disinterested male always gave her a bad feeling. It was a ‘Oh, he is part of the organization that tried to control me’ sensation, it was like her body knew something that she didn’t. In fact, she and the one named Yasuhiro hardly spoke at all. Maybe if they had to talk in the store or the few instances in class, but even those interactions were met with that same face Yasu was making right now. It felt like there was a word to describe him but she couldn’t come up with it at this moment. Besides the two men dating each other, Rebecca did know that he was Alphonse’s cousin. ’I wonder what’s similar about them?’ Cocking her head to the side she tried to see some physical trait the two may share. ’Well, their both attractive but what else?’ Maybe it was just out of reflex that her attention momentarily drifted to somewhere else. ’I don’t want to get killed.’ So she stopped as a classmate approached her.
”You’re looking lovely too Jesse.” Quite literally, she threw back his compliment. He was an eccentric person but he didn’t seem like a bad person. Sometimes she saw him at the cafe, other times in class but most of the time they didn’t speak to one another. It could have been that their paths rarely crossed.
Shifting her attention back to the professor, Becca was beaming as she got a greeting from him. It made her feel blissfully happy to be recognized by one of the few adults she trusted. Such a delightful response didn’t damper as she quietly watched Jesse get reprimanded for his behavior. When that was done, there was a small debrief about what they would be learning today. Getting out her notebook and textbook from her bag, she had them laid out in front of her. Already setting up her notes in a Cornell style for class, the teenager proceeded to jot down exactly what the professor had said. With that part of her notes done, she pushed some pages to look at what she had written last night. It was information about what might be covered in today’s lecture. Undoubtedly, this Alaric member was showing just how much she belonged in the house she was placed in. Hearing about a dead body intrigued than scared her. The girl had no idea if she would be allowed to assist the professor but she was happy enough to have his son take that role.
With class starting and a question being asked right from the get go, Rebecca was one of the first to raise her hands. She knew this one! In fact, the very enzyme that was asked was drawn in her notes! If chosen, the girl informed the professor about the enzyme. If asked about its properties, she would hold up her notebook and read from them. With that done, she looked towards the teacher and almost appeared to be looking for affirmation that she got it right.
II▪Mood: Oh! I know the answer to this!II II ▫House: Alaric II II▪Where: Academy: Inside the Castle [Practitioner of the Arts]II II ▫With Who: Myself, Beccullar, Professor Koyanagi & ClassmatesII II▪Perviness:Explosion:50%II II ▪Wearing: Alaric UniformII II▫Energy Levels: ▂ ▃ ▅ ▆ █100%II IIOut Of Chocolates: II
It wasn't long after till other students started to arrive to the classroom but Wynn was so lost in his own thoughts that he did not even notice the doors opening and walking in. It wasn't till a familiar cheerful voice said his name that made him snap out of his thoughts. Lifting his head up off his hand, he turned to see his classmate known as Rebecca. He gave her a smile and nodded his head a little. "Good Morning Rebecca." Wynn did not the girl really well but what he did know was that she was a rather cheerful girl and it seemed that everyone knew her. Something about her cheerful smile always seemed to make the Welsh teen smile as well. He didn't know why, nor did he know her very well but it seemed the lavender haired girls smile was contagious.
Now that Wynn was snapped out of his thoughts he started to notice other students coming into the classroom. Haneul came next, the two did not really talk but Wynn knew the boys aura and that he was dating Yasuhiro. Haneul seemed nice and they had a few classes together but Wynn did not know him all that well like most people here. As the Korean male said good morning to everyone Wynn gave him a small smile before saying morning. Then Jesse rolled into class, making sure everyone in the room knew and greeted. It always surprised how lively and friendly Jesse was. As the silvered haired teen was greeted, he blinked a little surprised but let out a light chuckle. " Morning Jesse."
A few more students came into the classroom and waited patiently for the class to start. They were going to be looking at real organs today! Human organs! Wynn had seen many dead animals in his life back when he lived in Wales so dead things did not really bother him. Granted that human bodies were different but he was confident that he would not be squeamish with the organs they were going to be dealing with today. Wynn glanced back at the door to see if Carrie walked in without him noticing but she had not arrived yet. She was going to be late for class or maybe she was not feeling well? If she did not show up for class Wynn would lend her his notes and help her out. As the class went on, Wynn paid close attention and wrote down the teachers notes, even adding in his own little notes. Mr. Koyanagi asked if anyone knew what a enzyme was and the silver haired boy just slightly nodded his head but did not put up his hand. Wynn never really put up his hand to answer things even though he knew what the answer was. Wynn simple started to write down in his notes what a enzyme was before the teacher could confirm what a enzyme was.
Enzymes: They are biological catalysts or assistants. Enzymes consist of various types of proteins that work to drive the chemical reaction required for a specific action or nutrient. Enzymes can either launch a reaction or speed it up. The chemicals that are transformed with the help of enzymes are called substrates. In the absence of enzymes, these chemicals are called reactants. The human body probably contains about 10,000 different enzymes. At body temperature, very few biochemical reactions proceed at a significant rate without the presence of an enzyme. Like all catalysts, an enzyme does not control the direction of the reaction; it increases the rates of the forward and reverse reactions proportionally.
Location:Practitioner of the Arts With: Teacher and other students Wearing: Student Uniform Mood: Had better days Status: Single Unicorn Purity Level: 78% OOC:
These past few days were just the best. Kyo had been spending more time with Hana, and he was just the happiest. He didn't really know much about her past, other than the fact that she lives here in this town, and the fact that she was partially blind. But either way, she was fun to have around with Candace and Yoshiro. There were times when Sky would show up too, and the group would have fun doing whatever they could. Waking up in the morning, he noticed that Candace was gone early, which honestly had surprised Kyo too. Just as much more surprising as finding out that her and Sky went out on a date to the city. Maybe he should do that with Hana too.
The whole daydream of his came crashing down, as his spider sense would pick up a tree that Kyo was hesding for. Oops! He said, as he would land on a branch, and launch himself off, swinging off the castle walls. Today he began traveling by air, swinging from place to place with his web shooters that he perfected, and would test them out. They were really useful anywhere he went, and would be very durableand adhesive too. What if he used these for combat? As Kyo neared into the building where his Practitioner of Arts class was being held, Kyo would land on the castle wall on all fours, and used his peculiarity to stick, and crawl up to the window, before opening the window to slip inside. He knew it was pretty early, but it was a fun way to travel anyway. Good morning, Koyanagi-sensei. Kyo would say before going to his seat next to Rebecca just as soon as the bell rang. He would be in his classes early this past week, and this class was one of them, due to his love of the human anatomy. At that point, Seiji asked what an enzyme, which Kyo had his hand raised along with Rebecca.
]◎▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒◎[
◄ CLASSES ►
> Literature of Alternative Universes > Combat and Self Defense > Practitioner of the Arts > Art & Music > Psychology of Villains
◄ MOVES ►
★ Web Ball ★ Web Swing ★ Spider Sting ★ Web Throw
★ Secret Arts: Maximum Spider ★ Secret Arts: Spider Crawler Assault ★ Secret Arts: Ultimate Web Throw
