Shokudaikiri Mitsutada

Morning, everyone. This is Kitty with yesterday's news. Bet it's two notes!

At the museum we have Gregorith trying to bring the warm via Jimmy Buffet, and Rey had some sword fighting gremlins to deal with at Stark's. I actually want to see that for some reason?

Anyway, that's it, the squirrels are still slacking, see you later.

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This week, the class had received handwavy e-mail messages to meet at Portalocity. When they got there, Hannibal greeted them and handed them each a list of fruits and vegetables. "I have this as a spreadsheet online if you would like, but sometimes paper is easier." Also, he was old. "Today, we will be covering selecting good produce. The first lesson to buying decent fruits and vegetables is, whenever possible, to buy things which are organic, grown locally, and currently in season. It's healthier and tastes much better. That said, I realize that you may not always have that option. There are some foods that buying organic is more important for than others, due to the amount of chemicals they retain or the types used."

He nodded at the paper. "In addition, as you will see, there are certain times in Baltimore during which very little is in season. Therefore, we will be traveling to Baltimore in August, so as to actually find something more than apples and mushrooms."

He held up the list. "I've included some simple reminders about how to choose the best of each; I will go into more detail once we arrive, and feel free to take notes. As our class activity today, instead of cooking, you will be choosing your own produce to bring back from a local farmers' market. At this particular market, most things are grown organically, and should be marked as such. Stay close and pay attention while I orient you, and then find the produce I assign."

He smirked. "It's in your best interest to perform well; once you've completed the assignment, you are welcome to relax in the August weather. If you need help, I will be pleased to answer any questions. You may also ask the farmers, of course."

He waited to see if there were any current questions, then nodded them through the portal.

"I would like you each to pick out one head of spinach, one bunch of grapes, one eggplant, several tomatoes, a few onions, several apples, a couple of parsnips, and one other item of your choice."

When you've all chosen your produce, Hannibal will grade you on your choices, and then you can all relax in the August sun!

He'll let you taste what you chose, what he chose, and some of the same items of produce he picked at random from the non-organic, non-local supermarket. (Feel free to not taste a difference and make him feel sorry for you!)

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Liliana blinked slowly at the earnest young man in front of her, not unlike a cat watching human nonsense and feeling vastly superior to it all. "We don't buy, we sell," she explained, cutting through his impassioned diatribe. "We especially don't buy--what are you attempting to foist off on me, exactly?" She'd tuned him out rather quickly, yes.

"Magic cards!" the young man insisted.

"You can keep your magical cards, I am not a purveyor of cheap tricks and legerdemain," Liliana said, pointedly picking up her book again. That was your cue to leave, youngling.

But, of course he did not, continuing to harass her about this sorcerous deck of his or whatever, at least until she had her haunted armor bodily pick him up and remove him from the shop.

"Everyone had better be happy about this," Liliana informed the nearest rodent, writing this all down. "I could have had another shop zombie instead."

Anyway, back to her book.

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Class today had been asked to meet at City Hall, where Jon met them looking a little extra rumpled. And possibly with a bite out of one sleeve.

"Hello." Jon looked around suspiciously. "Right. Well, if we have no more interruptions from certain parties this week, we can continue with class. One technique that is supposed to help with focus is organization. Obviously, organizing your own things is the idea, but I thought we could hone our techniques by helping out here first."

He led them to a little antechamber outside the basement where he'd put a number of boxes on old tables. "Part of organizing is also taking things in small bites," he paused to wince at his sleeve, "so we're not tackling the entire set of files, just a few of them."

Also, Jesse had vetoed students going into the basement for reasons Jon now understood. Honestly, he had had a bit of a flashback to the archives for a moment, which was pleasant for nobody.

"So, let's try some of our focus techniques - listen to music, do a little at a time, meditate in breaks, whatever you like - and let's see how many files we can organize."

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The gremlins were sword fighting with coffee stirrers. It had been amusing when Rey had stopped to get her coffee, but now it had spread into Rey's area.

Now it was annoying, and she'd had to ask multiple times for them to at least let her work. So far, it wasn't happening.

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"Mortal weather is bullshit." Gregorith grumbled. At least it wasn't quite as cold as it was yesterday morning but this flip flopping of temperatures had him making copious notes on the proper way to treat corporate CEO's (who he was given to understand were at least partially responsible for climate change) when they arrived in Hell.

On the other hand maybe having someone with "boots on the ground" so to speak was a good thing. It was wonderful that the Universe did the heavy lifting when it came to judgement, but some first hand experience with the results of rampant greed and cruelty was giving him an all new perspective.

"Okay enough of that." he thought out loud. "Euterpe, play some Jimmy Buffet if you please." (He'd brought a device from home that functioned like an Alexa.)

A song about longing for the tropics fit his mood perfectly and accompanied him as he double checked the display upstairs commemorating some of the vacations Fandom students had taken.

Current Music: A Salty Piece of Land by Jimmy Buffet

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Good morning, everyone! I am Miss Lydia Bennet, you know why you are here: you're secretly as nosy as I am, aren't you? Let's get on with it.

At the school, Overcoming Obstacles had to put shoes on dogs, and I suspect the obstacle of the day is 'the dogs' unwillingness to wear shoes.' Combat 101 started on the bow, and good news! It does not sound as if anyone was shot.

*chittering*

Yes, I know the Danger Shop has safeguards, but I don't trust people. Cupcakes of the World(s) learned of the cupcakes of Ukraine. They've got honey in them! In the town, Mr. Henry of Skalitz mused on the weather at the foundry, Mr. Dooley could be found at the park taking photographs, and at the Trooper Station Detective Watts received flowers from Mr. Grant. Thus end my notes, so I shall be off for a cup of tea. Farewell, dear listeners!

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“Welcome to another week of cupcakes,” Stark said. “Today’s cupcakes come from Ukraine. Which is…here, on the map.” He pointed to where he’d added another little cupcake sticker on the map.

“These cupcakes are full of honey in the cake and in the frosting. They're like some cakes also from Ukraine. I have a recipe for those as well, if anyone is interested. There won't be enough time today but i may try to make one another time…”

“Does anyone have anything to add about Ukraine or the recipes or anything else or shall we get to baking?”

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"It does get nice in here, doesn't it," Henry mused. "In the cold days, I mean. It's going to be absolutely wretched in summer."

Mutt barked at him as he moved the axehead into the fire.

"But for now, it's quite comfortable."

He did not get any further reply.

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Today, the Danger Shop was set up as an archery range, and Thor greeted his students by telling them, "The benefit of ranged weaponry is, of course, that you can use it from a distance. You are far safer from your attacker if you are not close enough for them to punch or stab you. In the modern era, the most common form of ranged weapon is the firearm, which is artless." So there, guns.

"We will begin with the traditional longbow," Thor decreed, and proceeded to demonstrate to his students how to string a bow, draw, aim, and fire. "Now you try. Remember, if you manage to shoot yourself in the foot, you will not be harmed, but points will be deducted."

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There were two dogs--a Husky and a corgi--in class with Steve. Tony was still in negotiations with Fee outside.

(Fee was winning.)

"Go ahead, I'll be right in!" Tony called through the door, trying his best to convince the dog she should come inside and join them for the lesson. It was not working at all.

"She'll be okay with treats, right?" Steve called back as the two other dogs perked their ears up.

"Maybe?"

Were the little costumes at the front of the class a hint as to what was happening here? Maybe.

"Sometimes, even though animals normally don't need clothing," Steve said, "your pets might need a different layer of protection from the elements of it's cold or wet or the sidewalks are full of salt."

"Or a rain coat when it's particularly wet out!" Tony called, carefully leading Fee in with a treat. "But it can be a struggle for them to cooperate. Except Patty. He loves the goggles because he gets to fly then."

Flying corgis were very normal in the Rogers-Stark home. "Today you have to get them all into doggy booties before running through the obstacle course."

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Caleb had gotten up seen that it was raining, and suddenly remembered he'd been meaning to buy an umbrella. So rather than let himself forget again he decided to go ahead and take care of that, and now here he was, brand new umbrella in his hand, taking pictures of the playground equipment in the rain, because pathos.

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Watts came in to the Station to find a squirrel, raccoon, and a teal deer all asleep in the cells.

Well. Technically the squirrel was in a cat carrier. Watts kind of hated how much sense that made, because of course they'd have a solution for how to deal with a squirrel the Troopers had to detain overnight.

heroic_jawline posting in

Good morning, everyone, it's Steve Rogers here today.

*dogs sounds*

And Fee, who didn't want me to go out unsupervised. Let's get to the news of yesterday! In classes, Cinema Studies watched that heist movie again and Don taught us about mythological Odin.

In town, Steven and Watts had a pleasant lunch and Thor was serving very pleasant mead at the Devil's Nest. Hopefully it wasn't the really good mead, or Bucky and I missed out on an experience I'd promised him.

And that's everything! Have a great weekend.

ifwebeworthy posting in

I don't think I did that bad.

"Indeed," Thor had to agree. Don had been as neutral as one could hope in regard to what was a very delicate subject for them. "I do not believe I suggested otherwise.

Tiny had just accepted that the god was talking to himself again. It wasn't the weirdest thing that had ever happened in this place.

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The Devil's Nest is open!

ifwebeworthy posting in

"Okay," Don said with a heavy sigh. "I guess we should talk about Odin." He said 'Odin' like it meant 'that asshole' for some mysterious reason. "Again, not any particular Odin any of us may know or have an opinion on. Mythological Odin." Because the concept of Odin couldn't hurt anyone, or at least that was what Don was telling himself.

"Now, Odin is the ruler of the Aesir, and thus of Asgard, and is considered a god of war, poetry, and the dead, which are pretty disparate things to be a god of. Where I'm from, most gods get one thing, and that's...their thing. It's hard to explain. But Odin, he wears a lot of hats. He's known for going on quests for mystic wisdom: on one occasion, he traded one of his eyes for wisdom; on another, he sacrificed himself to himself by hanging for nine days on the world tree Yggdrasil. Because of this, he's also a god of mystics. Because of his willingness to work outside the norms, he's a god of outlaws. A lot of hats. Not a lot of concern for how he's perceived by others. Not a lot like the guy I knew.

"According to the sources I was able to access, Odin is known as the Allfather because most of the gods are descended from him in some way, which is...not why he was called that where I was from, but whatever. Odin. Discuss." Or don't. If no one wanted to talk about Odin Don was fine with that.

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"So, there's a DVD stuck in the player," Jane said like that was a perfectly normal thing to have happen. And here it might be! It just might be.

"Guess that's what we'll be watching then." A responsible teacher might have tried to check what movie it was before saying that, but Cara would argue making her a teacher proved that horse had well and truly left the barn.

"Let's just make the best of it!" Jane was a professional. She had a PhD and everything. And this is what she was doing right here.

Teaching was their passion

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