After Class (OPEN)

[Alistair Therin Redcliffe]

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Another great class. Alistair was actually feeling rather proud of himself as he moved through the empty room, straightening things and putting them in their proper places. The students had all seemed to really enjoy themselves with the assignment he'd come up with earlier this week, and today during final touches they'd all finished up on time. He didnt have a single complaint about any of the pieces... words of advice, perhaps, for a student or two, but it was obvious his kids had done their best. He had the finished projects from each class sitting on his desk, ready to be officially graded and the best pieces hung up on the Wall of Fame billboard he'd made on one wall of the class.

He finished washing paint out of a few classroom brushes and set them and the palettes out to dry before wiping down the tables, keeping the room and materials ready for tomarrows groups to use. He already had an idea for the next assignment, too. Something to help keep the room festive and really put the students in a holiday mood. Once the room was clean he pulled out several boxes he'd tucked away into the supply closet earlier that day, setting boxes of different colored ball ornaments out along the counter, with the correct types of paint to decorate them with. Finally he dragged out the largest box and pulled from it a large artificial Christmas tree. Taking off his Star Wars apron and readjusting the santa hat he wore, he set his mp3 player up to his computer's speakers and set some holiday music to going as he put the tree together piece by piece. These things always took so bloody long to assemble... but in the end it was less of a hassle then trying to keep a live tree... well... -alive- throughout the month in a classroom. At least this one couldnt die and turn brown on him.

He took out a few strands of lights, singing along to 'Winter Wonderland' as he carefully strung the lights around the tree. Multi-colored bulbs, of course. This was an art class, not a hotel lobby, to be done up in the 'classical' boring white lights. When that was done he plugged them into the wall, smiling as they all lit up. Well, most of them at least... he was paying for this stuff out of his own pocket, and he'd had to get the cheap stuff. But the end result was still rather nice. He got out a desk chair, standing on it to perch the glittering silver star on top.

Dec.3 3:45pm

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