Posted by Civilian Echego Em’ujo (Teacher) in An.. Unexpected Educator

Posted by Civilian Adrian Sorel (T’Pris’ son) in An.. Unexpected Educator

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Amari Brooks (Executive Officer) in An.. Unexpected Educator
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Suddenly, and without warning the PaDD containing the Sadee’s transcripts which she had given the teacher began emitting a very high pitched squelch. It grew louder and more intense. Sadee, turned up her music and nodded at Sorel to do the same. Finally, when the PaDD reached a peak the sound would be unbearable to anyone, deafening to anyone with sensitive ears, it began emitting sparks and smoking angrily, it grew hot and spewed flames.

-Sadee

Adrian Sorel quickly turned up the music on his own player and as it still playing what Sadee had given him it dampened the effects of the imploding padd. His eyes widened as he watched to see their new teacher’s reaction to this prank. He was a bit aghast as he had never seen this sort of behavior even on Earth. Mind you he had only attended the human school for Starfleet children on the grounds of the Academy. And it did not happen at all on Vulcan.

Cai frowned as the lads started going off and looking back at Adrian considered him then glanced at the girl. The corner of his mouth quirked into a crooked sort of half smile.

Adrian Sorel

“What is this?” The teacher did not seem fased, but it was hard to tell if this was because of her emotional stupidity or the fact she had been pranked before, either were plausible. Setting the PaDD down, she flipped it over, trying to get into the PaDD before it imploded, if Sadee had gone as far as to actually allow for it to. Hastily, she began deconstructing it, hoping to get in before there was a mess in the classroom. Alas, her engineering skills were nothing compared to her history. And that, for this moment, was not a good thing.

Ms. Em’ujo
Teacher

OOC: Leaving this relatively vague, so you can have Sadee/yourself decide what happens. :)
Trin

The flame were an issue, the ship was sensitive by nature of being a medical ship. The fire relevant systems would kick in any moment. The alarm went off warning them it was imminent and he considered. If he brought Willow down on them then he would get the blame and though it didn’t actually bother him he couldn’t be bothered with the effort it would take to argue with her.

He got to his feet, hands stuffed deep in his hoodie pocket and approaching the desk and more or less shoving his way in assessed the padd and quickly with a few deft movements stopped the programme. It was difficult and very very well done. Someone with considerable skill in engineering and with a rebellious streak. The alarm stopped and is, his fingers blackened slightly, handed the twisted remains of the PaDD to Em’ujo and walked away back to his chair.

He gave the girl a look, his pale eyes so light blue they could almost appear silver glinted as though amused but he didn’t speak simply sat, pulled his mini PaDD out and a few others from his bag and went back to the report that he had been writing the night before for a first year cadet. Alien physiology specifically the heart systems of the Andorran and it’s difference compared to other humanoid anatomy. it wasn’t that he disliked medicine in fact he did like it but he couldn’t tell willow that of course. The report was nearly done, the guy wanted a ‘high grade’ but had only paid enough for a C and wouldn’t cough up any more until he saw the goods by which time he wouldn’t need to pay.

Cai

Sadee watched the boy averted her program with a few simple key strokes. Clearly he was much more intelligent than he looked. Sadee was no programmer but she did know her way around electronics and could rig just about anything. The fact that he shut it down so quickly both annoyed and amazed her. She realized that the heat would be coming down on her soon.

“Thank goodness you took care of that,” she said to Cai though not daring to look at him directly, “a student could have been seriously hurt. If I had been a few minutes later to class,” she remarked as innocently as possible, “I could have been burned. It must be a design flaw. You should probably alert the manufacturer, Mrs. er Klingon Lady.”

Adrian Sorel had just quietly watching all this and now with a few flicks of his fingers shut his music off as he turned to look at the teacher to see her reaction. He suddenly wondered if this was a human youth ritual of some sort. Was she testing the teacher?

Adrian Sorel

Whatever she was doing, Em’ujo was about to tolerate it. Nodding to the boy, Cai she had learned his name to be, she turned to face the girl who had originally given her the PaDD. Anger was boiling beneath the surface of the Klingon woman, a rage of sheer annoyance that took all of her brute strength not to unleash upon the young teenaged girl, a response she figured Sadee was expecting. Although, the anger wasn’t completely dissipated from her features, it simmered in her eyes, casting a dark shadow over her amber gaze.

“Miss Brooks,” When she spoke, her voice did not match the looking darkness that rested behind her gaze. Instead, it seemed poised, a forced self-assurement to make it seem as though she were not truly ready to teach the girl a lesson, as she would have back on Qo’noS. Her mind screamed at her, forcing her to remember that human children could not withstand the same practices as Klingon children; Echego did not fancy losing her job on the first day. “I do not know what they teach you, where you’re from. However, on Qo’noS, and many other planets of various poeples, children are taught to respect their peers, regardless of their opinion of them.”

“Your behaviour today,” Gah! How she wished she didn’t have to be so– so… Civilised! “Was abhorrent and dishonourable to your family. I would have expected better from someone of your age. But clearly, you prefer the mannerisms of a child. Would you like to be treated as one, too?” Her voice was a low rumble, inches away from a growl. “I expect to see you after class.”

“And to the rest of you,” She turned to them. “I understand that you probably won’t like me, and there is a good chance I won’t like you either. But let me get one thing straight: I don’t give a hoot if you’re Vulcan, human or an undiscovered species from a planet fifty thousand light years away. You will respect those around you. I don’t care what you’ve been taught before, I don’t care what you’ve been told. The moment you step foot in this classroom, disrespect, discrimination and any form of demeaning, pathetic behavior will not be tolerated, and it will result in punishment. That goes for me, each of your classmates and anyone who steps foot through that door.” She glanced between them all. “Do I make myself clear?”

Ms. Em’ujo
Teacher

The Padd gave one final pop and sizzle, sending up a small puff of smoke. Sadee could no longer suppress the giggle that issued from her mouth. She quickly stifled it with her hand. “Yes, Ma’am,” she acknowledged as respectfully as possible under the circumstances.

-Sadee

“Yes, Ma’am.” Adrian Sorel said with calm equanimity then waited to see if the teacher would have anymore instructions for them.

Adrian Sorel

Calmly the boy watched the woman and then began gathering his things together. “Respect is earned. Not learned.” He responded just like that he stood up and left.

Cai

“Hello Mr Cai Taylor,” came the young voice from the corridor outside the classroom, “we meet again.”

That voice could only belong to one person, and if he looked up at it, he would see it indeed was that person - Kenzie Easter, but she looked different.

“What the hell!” Cai voice said.

It was her hair that was mostly different, it was now a different colour, a blue dye of some kind had been applied to it … and not very well. It seemed that she may have done it herself, it was splotchy and the coverage wasn’t too good. Her original blonde showed through in places and it seemed that she had it in the style of a mullet. She was wearing a top with a plunging neckline that had electric blue writing on it on a pink background. She also was wearing short shorts that really showed off her legs. Her shoes? Sandals that were also pink in colour. She had a satchel that she had put down next to the wall.

“Do you like, Mr Cail Taylor” the young adolescent asked him, “I was inspired to change my look by you. Are you on your way to class? I’m on my way, but I am a bit lost, I think. Do you know where the classroom is?”

Kenzie

Outside, wordlessly, he pointed at the doorway he had just left through. “Ah…new teacher.” He said trying to avoid answering her question altogether.

Echego didn’t respond to him, choosing to address the other students. In her mind, it wasn’t worth the battle. “Thank you,” She sighed, glancing over the mainframe. “I’d like to know more about your previous educational platforms, both of you. Are you accustomed to working individually, or in a group?” Despite being cold to the touch, Echego was most concerned about getting the students a proper education, and that meant figuring out how they worked best.

Ms. Em’ujo
Teacher

Cai

OOC: Hmm somehow my post got cut out or I posted at same time as someone:)

“While my mother and I lived on Vulcan and Earth I attended school but when she’s stationed on ship I have had taken part in an individual study program that she has designed.” Adrian Sorel answered. If Ms Em’ujo looked at Adrian Sorel’s data padd she would see that his study program was heavy in advanced physics, the sciences, and math. The only deviation was the new program that he was studying under Lt. Tressex.

Adrian Sorel

Sadee pointed to what was left of the PaDD. “My records are in that,” she stated as she inserted her earbuds into her ears, shrugged, and leaned back into her chair.

-Sadee

“I see,” Echego considered what Sorel had said, choosing to pull up Sadee’s records on the mainframe, instead. Beside it, she had Adrian’s, studying their educational background for several moments. “Figure this. Why don’t we have two days a week of group congregation and lesson. That way, we can endeavour to keep everyone on the same page. However, the remaining three days will be spent with individual study, where people will be working on their own projects: such as Mister Sorel’s project with Lt. Tressex.” She suggested. Echego did not believe in hiding anything, thus she was incredibly straightforward and transparent about her teaching, making sure the students were included in their own education.

Ms. Em’ujo
Teacher

Adrian Sorel nodded, it sounded logical to him. He did venture a question though,”What will we do on the days we are here?”

Adrian Sorel

If Sadee was listening, one couldn’t tell. She merely sat back in her seat, apparently listening to music. But she was listening, listening to every word, waiting and hoping this teacher would say something, anything that Sadee could relate to, to identify with. She longed to be understood, to be herself. Instead she was this skulking, angry, teen, who refused to allow herself to be known. The worst part was, she didn’t even know why.

-Sadee

“That depends,” Echego was used to making lesson plans and ensuring every day had a set schedule for when things were done and how they were done. However, it did not seem that was going to work. “What do you want to work on during group days?” She inquired, almost finding it difficult to ask the question, knowing some of the answers she could receive. “Nothing is not an option.”

Ms. Em’ujo
Teacher

Amari had spent a lot of time in classrooms on the starbase but this was the first teacher that had asked her what she wanted to study. She removed one of the earbuds. “Anything?” she asked… since nothing was not an option, “as long as it doesn’t involve hitting each other with painsticks.” She laughed as she placed the earbud in her ear. “Or I know, we could form a band!” she laughed a little at her own joke and turned the volume up on her mini padd.

-Sadee

Insufferable. Echego thought to herself, narrowing her eyes to small slits. “Yes, what a dashing plan, Miss Brooks. Maybe if you had some actual drive for the idea, it would be achievable.” Klingons were not known for their music, but that did not make them immune to its splendor.

Adrian Sorel looked back and forth from Sadee to Em’ujo almost confused as to why the other girl was being so flippant. He frowned though as he considered the teacher’s question.”Maybe we could learn about the places the ship goes too? I have always felt not really part of the ship or crew. Almost like I don’t belong here but maybe that would help.” He offered hesitantly.

Adrian Sorel

“Ah! A splendiferous idea, Mister Sorel!” Em’ujo grinned, wildly. “A crew is your family, whether you are civilian or officer. And you cannot truly be of the same heart as your family, without understanding them.” She agreed, “Consider it a topic; perhaps twice a week we shall delve into the escapades of this vessel?”

Ms. Em’ujo
Teacher

“Though I like the band idea too, Cai and I have talked about jamming together. Do you play anything or sing , Sadee?” Adrian Sorel asked in a low voice of Sadee.

Adrian Sorel