Behind the dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

[future_sandworm]

"Today," Arthur called, once enough had gathered on the field, "We have two matters to discuss with you before we continue to the work of the day. First of all, all of you who have 'phone numbers', please exchange them with us and your fellow reserve members. This will help communication come the next attack. Also, you may have noticed the magic and support reserves that are currently being set up on the island; if you have any skills to lend there as well, I'd like you to show up. We can use everyone we've got." That over with, he rolled his shoulders, and nodded at the modded, oh so modded puppy up front. And then at Leto. "Second of all..."

Leto glanced at him, and then turned to the group. "We have decided to have Zack join us as leader for the reserve. His military experience will certainly be useful, and with the three of us to organise you will get a quicker response to any questions you might have." Also, Zack was cheerful. That could be an advantage, at least during planning meetings with Arthur.
 

As long as Zack didn't try hugging him in front of Leto, all should be fine. Arthur scraped his throat. "Now that that's over and done with, today is about learning what you're dealing with. I want you all to pick a partner who uses a weapon you have no proficiency in. Today, and over the course of the week, the two of you should learn as much as you can about the weapon, and the strategies that can be used with it."

"And as usual, if you have any questions or anything you want to discuss, don't hesitate to talk to us," Leto added.
 

"That will be all," Arthur finished, and nodded. "Get to it!"

[wait for OCD! OCD is up.]

Third Floor Common Room [after classes]

[gudspellr-claud.livejournal.com]

Claudia needed room to stretch out as she worked on outfits for Zayne and Zack (those poor, poor souls), so the sofa was covered in orange and purple zebra print fabric which she was industriously running through the bedazzler.

The television was on too, but just as background noise.

Sixth Floor, Wednesday

[satedan-soldier.livejournal.com]

The drawings were handwavily there and the wood delivery was on time. Since Monday, the NPC construction team had set up the chalk lines and prepared the area where the walls were going up to help the novices get things done.

When it seemed everyone who was coming had managed to show up, Ronon started talking, looking way too good in his leather pants and tight vest. He'd rejected the hard hat for now and had his dreads tied back with a large band. "Okay, today we're framing out and setting up some interior walls."

He went into extreme detail explaining and showing how this was done, and by the end was sure the heat was on somewhere because that slight sheen of sweat was not from exertion. "Some of the pieces are more awkward to hold and nail into place, so help each other out or call me over if you need."