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Post by Zea Winters on Jan 29, 2008 9:53:30 GMT -5
There is a note posted on the Ancient Runes classroom door.
"All classes this year are to take place in the dungeons. Please proceed to outside the Potions classroom, we'll continue from there."
-Prof. Z
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 28, 2007 0:51:03 GMT -5
"Well, Miss Wesker, if you feel that you are better than the rest of us, feel free to bring a chair over and sit on it. But some of the greatest peoples of the world sit on the floor. Also, I'd like to see you in my office later, if you're not too preoccupied with social engagements."
"Well, now that that's over with, please read that chapter, then we're going to have a discussion, then we're going to play a game."
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 27, 2007 21:47:06 GMT -5
[[OOC: Due to the fact that it's just been back-and-forth RPing and rather dull in Ancient Runes, I have taken the decision to merge all years into one for the time being, until such a point in time that I have enough students to promote de-merging. The same will happen after Winter Break - which is next week, I believe. This means all students will be studying essentially the same things... and it makes it more interesting. If there are any major objections, please PM me. We're going to go on as if everyone was always in the same class, so ignore it. I am sorry I've not been around - holidays have been nuts. Happy Yule!]] Zea stood in the middle of her classroom, once again having pushed all of the desks aside. As students file in, she instructs them to sit in a circle, and quickly read chapter six. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenician_alphabet"I want to get the boring stuff out of the way, so we can get to the fun! We're going to play a little game today to help us with the Phoenician alphabet."
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 23, 2007 11:25:36 GMT -5
[OOC: OH GOD HOLIDAYS. Life has been a little bit loopy recently. So, what I am going to do is, keep this thread running. Next week's will start on Tuesday and end next Sunday. D'oh. We'll make it quick and painless.]
Zea grinned as the students began to file in.
"Okay, so there's no desks today, which means we're doing something kind of cool, I promise. Toss your bag somewhere and park your arse wherever you can fit it."
"All right. This week is theoretically "Middle Bronze Age Scripts" but that's boring and you can learn everything you'll ever need to know about them from your textbook, and since they're undeciphered they're useless for everything except essentially finding out dates. So we skip that, and since we missed last week, hieroglyphs!"
"Now, Egyptian stuff is some of the most awesome stuff ever. Learning how to read hieroglyphs is rather difficult, but it's rather like drawing. So we're going to make up our own, to better understand how they work!"
"I want everyone to grab one of those little sketchpads from the desk, and gather round here."
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 16, 2007 23:46:14 GMT -5
Zea can be found in her classroom early, and having pushed the desks aside, is currently playing with a leather bullwhip.
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 16, 2007 23:44:18 GMT -5
Zea is sitting at her desk, as usual. In front of her is a package containing six bottles of Butterbeer, and a tin of cookies.
She waits for her students, nose buried in a book.
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 12, 2007 12:20:45 GMT -5
There is a notice posted on the classroom door, written in elegant, old fashioned writing.
"All Ancient Runes classes are cancelled this week. I am horribly sick, and do not wish to pass this on to you lot.
If you absolutely have no sense of self-preservation, you can come and find me in my office.
-Zea"
[[OOC note: I've been ill this week, so I'm cancelling classes. I'll keep last week's threads running until this Sunday.]]
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 13, 2007 23:18:05 GMT -5
Zea walked around the room, peeking over students' shoulders and making corrections here and there.
"Pay a bit more attention to the shape, Miss Prawet. There you go, exactly. Now it'll translate properly, see?"
She stopped behind Isabelle.
"Okay, good. Be careful on the similar ones - look, this one is connected to the second triangle, it's not the same as the other one. But you're getting the hang of it. Just pay a little more attention to the individual characters and you'll be fine."
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 6, 2007 23:13:56 GMT -5
Zea peered over at the trio of girls, now covered in charcoal dust.
"Well, that's that, I suppose..."
She pointed her wand at them.
"Scourgify," she muttered. "Okay, time to start translating, I think..."
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 5, 2007 9:02:23 GMT -5
Zea rolled her eyes and headed back to her desk. She perched on the edge of it, rather gargoyle-like, and watched the action.
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 4, 2007 19:13:42 GMT -5
Zea, walking by the desk handing out tablets, overheard the comment.
"I believe I have just the thing for you, Miss Wesker," she said, as she walked back to her desk. Rummaging around in the drawers, she pulled out a box of latex gloves.
"A bit Muggle of me, yes. Usually I only use these to keep dirty fingerprints off of priceless items, but you may take a pair."
She handed Isabelle a pair of gloves.
"Though I do hope you do not intend to make a career out of Archaeology, because really, you spend most of your day digging in the dirt. And most things can't be protected by latex gloves."
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 4, 2007 13:52:38 GMT -5
Zea watched as the students all piled into the desks. She tapped her wand on the desk, and spoke:
"All right, if we could keep the noise level to a dull roar, we'll get started here."
"Today, we're supposed to be talking about Cuneiform. Now, because lectures are boring, we're going to do this a more fun way."
She raised her wand, and a pile of stone tablets appears on her desk.
"Each of these tablets has a message written on it in Cuneiform. I want you to take your parchment and your charcoal, and do rubbings of it. Then, you're going to copy the Cuneiform as best you can, and try to decipher the message! Just like we'd do out in the field."
"Any questions?"
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 4, 2007 12:38:23 GMT -5
[[Once again, because I am late posting this, it will be open until Sunday at noon]].
[[Also, due to late registration we're ignoring the first two weeks, so we begin at week three - Cuneiform!]]
Zea sat at her desk, dressed in her "field clothes". She had her wand out, and was flicking it idly at a feather on the windowsill, making it float.
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 13, 2007 23:11:15 GMT -5
Zea watched as the students filed back into the classroom, handing in sheets of paper.
"Good, good. I'm going to look these over, and I'll announce the winner next class! Please read the next chapter for next class, it's only a few pages. Any questions, drop by my office!"
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Post by Zea Winters on Dec 6, 2007 23:10:19 GMT -5
"Twenty minutes before the end of class, report back here!"
[[In OOC terms, this means be back "in class" by Saturday afternoon.
Also, just post here. Easier. Just specify what hallway you're in.]]
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