before combat 3...
Who: Professor Cassius Eamon
What: Combat 3
When: Tuesday combat level 3 class.
Where: Level 3 classroom
open, incomplete
"oh no! I missed the garden festival meeting. I've got to take the spam flag off that girl's email address..." His sharp blue eyes looked down the slope of his nose quickly scanning the titles of his inbox. He then closed and shut down his computer. Without taking the spam-flag of Selphi's email address.
Spinning round in his chair and stretching his arms he contemplated the fun things he could teach his combat class today. They were behind in the curriculum: level 3 required that students get bruises on every part of their body at lest once! it was half way through the semester and they had probably only inflicted about a third. He'd have to remedy that, Tuesday's were good for playing catch up.
What: Combat 3
When: Tuesday combat level 3 class.
Where: Level 3 classroom
open, incomplete
"oh no! I missed the garden festival meeting. I've got to take the spam flag off that girl's email address..." His sharp blue eyes looked down the slope of his nose quickly scanning the titles of his inbox. He then closed and shut down his computer. Without taking the spam-flag of Selphi's email address.
Spinning round in his chair and stretching his arms he contemplated the fun things he could teach his combat class today. They were behind in the curriculum: level 3 required that students get bruises on every part of their body at lest once! it was half way through the semester and they had probably only inflicted about a third. He'd have to remedy that, Tuesday's were good for playing catch up.