001 ✩ Bar Fighting Class - Fortitude

[mrdickery]

Characters: Yuri and the darling students of Fortitude.
Format: However you want it.
This log is: open
Location: Fortitude Class.
Summary: Yuri's first day on the job is going... well, let's just say he wasn't made to teach.
Warnings: Shenanigans.

[When you walk into the classroom, you'll find that a majority of the desks and chairs have been cleared away to make a large, empty space in the middle of the room. The few furnishings that are present within the setting have been set to the side and look more like the tables and chairs you'd find at a restaurant than a classroom, possibly to help set the atmosphere.

The windows, rather helpfully, are large enough to accommodate a body flying through them and have been opened wide for just such an event. If anyone asks? The helper fairies did it, because Yuri sure as heck didn't. He doesn't even know what he's doing here in a teaching position.

At the moment your teacher is looking at the whiteboard pen he's got in his hand with a small amount of curiosity. "Advanced technology" and all that.]

Uh, I guess we'll start off with questions?

Comments

[mrdickery]

[Meanwhile, Yuri is standing there with his hand on his hip and looking like he really doesn't want to be here. Money is one thing but teaching for it? Hoo boy...

At the sight of Dave standing at the door, the swordsman just beckons him.]

You got a thing for the doorway or something?

If Dave's font bothers you just tell me!

[knightime]

[He walks in, looking around. This was kind of interesting. Well, a lot of the classes were honestly. It was like all these classes were about everything, but the usual school curriculum. He isn't too bothered. These were a little more interesting anyways.

Dave slips out his PDA though. Right. Can't talk and ask questions without this.]

im beginning to think this entire curriculum is full of shit
if i havent already wholeheartedly believe this already

It's fine by me! :)

[mrdickery]

[Have a slow blink.] O-kaaay... something wrong with your tongue?

Just wanted to make sure! :D

[knightime]

[Dumb question gets dumb answer.]

of course not
i obviously just hate talking so much
that i resort to the wonders of technology to communicate to me
now that i have thoroughly made sure i sound like a butthurt prick
i cant talk
never could
im mute
shit like this actually does exist
surprise

o/

[mrdickery]

Hey, for all I know you could just not want to talk to me. [He doesn't seem all that offended by Dave's rant, much in the same way an adult would react to the tantrum of a child. Or maybe it's that he doesn't think reacting would be all that healthy a response.]

[knightime]

naw
im not that big of a prick
i just cant make words
its a sad sad thing when you wanna say fuck you at someone
and you cant

[It isn't like Dave was expecting him to be offended.]

so this class seriously is what it sounds like???

[mrdickery]

Pretty much. You interested or are you skipping?

[knightime]

[He puts the PDA and nods. Why not? He might as well since he's here.]

[mrdickery]

Okay... anything you want to know or you okay with watching?

[knightime]

[Dave moves to find a spot on the floor to sit to indicate he'll watch.]