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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 14:56:37 GMT -5
It is early September, and the AP Physics students are busily taking their first exam of the year in your class. All of them are furiously crunching numbers on their calculators and scribbling with a mad intensity on to the exam forms. Slowly but surely the clock is ticking to the end of the period and the majority of the students are still rapidly trying to come to the end of their exams at a frenetic pace. With a sense of sheer inevitability the bell rings sounding the end of the period and the students all snap from their test taking flow, frantically trying to scribble down their last answers.
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 3, 2010 21:55:48 GMT -5
Sharply tapping his pencil on the desk in front of him, Mr. Marston says, "Alright, ladies and gentlemen, bring up your exams! I hope that was an enjoyable warmup for most of you, as it's not going to get any easier from here."
[OOC: B or C?]
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 22:12:37 GMT -5
((B))
While the majority of the class sighs and folds up their test papers to the proper position to turn in, two students continue furiously working. One is Natalie Johansen, a textbook overachiever who is clearly pretending like she did not hear Mr. Marston. The other is Brian Wilkers, a young man who barely qualified to make it into the class and who Marston has begun to believe may be a seat filler for the district.
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 3, 2010 22:21:07 GMT -5
Slightly peeved, Mr. Marston said, "Alright you two , your time is up, just like everyone else. We're all adults here - I don't want to have to take your exams away."
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 22:32:20 GMT -5
Brian pauses for a moment before taking a deep breath, shaking his head and then folding his test back to the first page he shuffles about with his things while he walks up to Mr. Marston's desk. Once there he places the test down and says, "Sorry about that teach." Mr. Marston is unsure if he means the few extra seconds or his performance on the exam. Meanwhile, Mr. Marston can tell that Natalie while definitely hearing him has continued to eek out the few extra precious seconds that Brian's 'oh poor me' attitude in returning his test has provided to her. She is continuing on acting as if nothing has happened.
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 3, 2010 22:45:17 GMT -5
Sighing, Mr. Marston realizes he has a "special case" on his hands. He walks over in the direction, saying, "Hey, Natalie, I know you're a hard worker and all, but I can't give you any extra time."
As he walks over, he takes a glance at her paper. [Perception, succeed by 1]. He attempts to ascertain what she might be working on, and why she hasn't turned in her exam.
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 22:49:13 GMT -5
Natalie doesn't really respond to Mr. Marston's presence, and as he closes Marston realizes that the overachieving student actually finished the exam, possibly a while ago. At the moment she is engrossed in something she is writing on the piece of scrap paper he provided for his students.
((Make a SS: Physics roll))
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 3, 2010 22:50:52 GMT -5
[Succeed by 3]
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 22:55:18 GMT -5
Mr. Marston knows immediately that while there are some physics principles at work, he definitely notices some symbols and formula that he doesn't recognize. Whatever it is Natalie is working on, it has nothing to do with her exam, and may only be tangentially related to physics. One thing Mr. Marston is also now aware is that Natalie will probably not have any trouble in his class.
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 3, 2010 23:05:34 GMT -5
Slightly amused (and also mollified), Mr. Marston shouts, "Hey Natalie! Mind if I take your exam from you? You seem to be entertaining yourself, but you should probably get going."
[OOC: Some character knowledge questions: What period is it (presumably out of 8)? And what does Mr. Marston have to do after this class?]
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 23:10:48 GMT -5
((It is sixth, and seventh is Marston's period for lunch))
Natalie is somewhat surprised as she is shaken out of her reverie. She shakes her head a bit and then smiles, "I'm so sorry Mr. Marston." She then stands and hands him her exam as she grabs her bag, trying very hard to prevent him from overlooking her piece of scrap paper.
((Make a perception check please))
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 3, 2010 23:12:09 GMT -5
[Succeed by 1]
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 23:23:44 GMT -5
As Natalie slams her book bag down on her desk, and crams the scrap paper in against a book, Mr. Marston can't help but notice two very particular objects. The first is a large tome, leather bound, old enough that the pages have yellowed and the leather has cracked, it has a large metal clasp that binds it carefully closed. Next to it rests a smooth polished piece of wood in a long cylindrical shape.
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Post by Innocentius on Jul 3, 2010 23:49:46 GMT -5
"H...Have a nice day, Natalie."
Those...Those look like they belong in my attic. Hope she's careful with that stuff. Still, I don't want to confront her about it. I am a science teacher after all. And it's not exactly good to ask students to hang out alone with you on questionable premises so that you can ask probing questions of them. This will require pondering, I suppose.
Mr. Marston grabs his lunch and heads to his usual lunching spot for a good session of pondering.
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Post by Jongluer on Jul 3, 2010 23:55:38 GMT -5
As Mr. Marston sits munching on his sandwich in his classroom, the answer becomes obvious: he needs to confront Natalie about this, reputation be damned, that girl needs to know that what she is messing about with is not for children.
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