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Who: Denzel Crocker and whomever wants to show up for his class
When: Tuesday morning, 7/31
Where: Vat Academy (lower district)
Style: I'll match you :)
Status: Open!!

Denzel is scribbling on the board as he mumbles to himself. He couldn't believe it. Far away from home, under the sea and he still ends up teaching, "There's some irony somewhere. I suppose once a teacher always a - TEACHER!" Spazzing on the last word, "Oh, well. Once I have enough money I can open a shop at the Nook and then possibly take over this magical under the sea world... That is after I figure out this magic."

Glancing over at the clock, it was exactly eight o' clock, "Mmmm, I wonder if anyone is going to bother to show up." This was slightly different from what he was use too, on normal circumstances he'd have a list of names in advance. However, now Crocker didn't know who or what to expect. As he sat at his desk twiddling his fingers.

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[Chibi isn't really sure what he's doing here. Nippon doesn't have anything like "academies," so he doesn't understand the purpose of the building! Rather, he picked up a familiar scent and wandered inside, following to wherever it would lead. He pokes his head into the classroom, taking a moment to inhale deeply and confirm the scent he was following-- and sneezes.

Something new to add to his "things humans invent that he really doesn't like" list: chalk dust. :I ]

[Meanwhile, Denzel heard the pitter pattering of paws. Wondering if that bird of his was loose and now in the class with him - . There was a creepy grin on his face, as he finds Chibi now covered in chalk dust. The man gets himself up and walks over and bends down. A creepy grin covers his face]

Good to see you again. [As Denzel does a pat and dust off]

I was concerned about you. I thought maybe you had gone back to your world.

[So many boney fingers with long icky nails! Yet, there's affection.]

[Much grosser things have touched him, and they did it with the intent to kill! Crocker's attempts at affection are accepted for what they are easily enough.

He doesn't like baths, anyway.]

Arf! [He sneezes again, shaking his head miserably.]

[Denzel continues to pet]

How are you? Where have you been? What have you been up too?

[....Man am I crazy because I expect an anwser]

[He's been asleep for awhile! To demonstrate, he spins thrice and curls up on the floor, snores loudly, then lifts his head and looks at Crocker curiously.

Understand?]

Coma got you as well I see. Yes. But the fact is you're still here. Yes.

... You know I don't believe I know where you live. You'll have to show me after class.

Arf! [Happily! You've met his mom already, so that should be no problem.

But then he tilts his head, curious. What's "class?"]

Yes, I have but if you're ever in coma again. ^{I'd like to know where you are.}

Class, the way humans learn various things. From the Arts to [tch] science.

[Pause. Denzel was wondering if Chibi was following. Scratching his head.] Mmmmm.

A gather of a group of beings that are drawn, by their will or not will of learning?

[He has a little trouble following at first, but his eyes light up in recognition at the end. He thinks he gets it!

He plods over to one of the desks, looking curiously at it. He's supposed to sit here, right?]

[Denzel smirks, rather twisted] You want to learn?

Woof! [Yes, he'd like to learn!

He hops onto the chair, seated on his haunches with his forepaws propped on the desk.]

[Roy had gotten a little help from one of the natives in finding the building and then the room he'd desired to visit. Walking into the room, he noted silently the presence of someone in it and paused a little ways away from the door.]

Are you the teacher for the science class I've heard about?

[Denzel looks up from behind his glasses. The man had been scribbling on the paper in front of him]

Um - YES! [Slighty spazzing]

Take a seat. I was going to begin shortly.

[Give him a moment to find a seat and he'll sit down.]

Just so you know, I can't see. Hopefully that won't be much of a impairment of your ability to teach the subject to me.

[Actually, he's just here to see how different the science the man teaches is different than the science he himself knows. It never hurts to learn something new after all.]

[Denzel watches Roy, there was something peculiar about the man. Just couldn't put his finger on it...]

Not a problem, I tend to ramble anyways. Yes. [As he insanely writes on the board anyways]

Mmmmm. [Eyeing the clock] Well, if anyone is late they'll just have to get a - POP QUIZ! [slighly spazzing in which Roy may hear some bonking around]

I'll be your teacher, Mr. Denzel Crocker!

.... I don't believe I know your name, mister -

Edited 2012-08-16 23:57 (UTC)

[You're a strange man, Crocker. Still, it'll likely be interesting as well as informative to stick around for this.]

Mustang. Roy Mustang.

Today, Mister Mustang, we'll be exploring the basics of - PHYSICS!

Before I begin, I suppose I should ask if you're already aware of the concept.

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