FROM EDEN | open + teacher au

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    Another lesson done, Valentine thought to himself. As a rather energetic English teacher, his lessons did tend to be fairly tiring. He'd just completed teaching a younger group about Macbeth by getting them to perfect the murder plans. At least he knew the scary students now. He'd mark their tests well...


    Heading into the staff room, Val grinned and whipped up a coffee. He didn't know who's is was, but he took a sip of it. Cold. He groaned audibly.


    (c)trexgirl

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    arcanepaw creux . ext. riverclan . second mate and head doctor
    I AM AN EFFICIENT MACHINE YET I BREAK DOWN SO EASILY — tags

    teaching health was not fun, especially if it was around kids. diseases and mental disorders were alright, but when it came to reproduction...they all went wild. he hated it.


    sighing, the rather young teacher, fair skin and pale blue eyes, messy blondish hair up to the shoulder, stumbled in, almost dropping his lesson plans.
    "hey." mr. creux said, sighing loudly in exasperation.
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    'cause all that it takes, is a little reinvention
    It’s easy to change if you give it your attention

    Thank god he landed a job as a music teacher. Despite the reduced pay(why did people not help fund music? C'mon kids!) Dan had a load of fun straying away from actually teaching and just showing the kids how to play the Star Wars theme, or looping a Wheezer album for an hour. He still technically taught the class- he just left out the boring stuff like repeating scales or reading sheet music. With a cup of tea in hand, he strolled down the hallways, not going anywhere in particular.


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    [color=pink]YOU HAD A VISION THEY COULDN'T SEE, SO THEY PUT YOU DOWN...
    [color=white]— kate marsh — plot with katetags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][color=beige]Kate was the art teacher, but she also taught photography after school. It was pretty typical to spot her wearing pencils and painbrushes through the extravagant looking bun she used to keep her hair out of her eyes, and carrying stacks of art sketchbooks as well as a camera bag with her everywhere she went. While she wore rather plain colored clothing, she looked very professional and classy. It wasn't typical she talked to anyone outside of the class she taught, but today fate had other plans. Too busy thinking about where she needed to go next and hurrying down the hall, she did not see Dan up ahead and ended up colliding into him. Everything in the her arms dropped with a loud gasp. "I am so sorry!"




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    The Lunarflame would like to say she enjoyed her job as a gym teacher. Making kids beat the shit out of each other with dodge balls was call for like, a bajillion laughs. It was hilarious to Esca. But then again, they always complained and begged for basketball. Esca beat them every, damn, time. The long, blue haired gym teacher walked into the teachers room, raising an eyebrow at Cruex and Val. "Coffee? And a bad day? Hooh." Esca stretched. Dressed in a pair of athletic pants and a workout tank-top, she'd say she looked spanking good for a young gym teacher.



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    I'LL TAKE ANY DARE — ivylee x. — riverclan leader — samoyed — she/her — tags

    [fancypost=width: 450px; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][align=justify]Ivylee must admit, out of all the teaching jobs she was glad that she went with home ec. It may not be anything required, but she loved to cook and such and enjoyed teaching her students how to do so, especially since it was one of the only subjects that they actually seemed to enjoy, as they got to choose whether or not they took those sorts of classes. Of course being around food all day without getting to eat it was painful, but hey, at least she could get something to eat now that class was done! Heading on over to the room which all the teachers gathered in, Ivy noticed that quite a bit of them had beat her there, most likely because she had gone outside to her car to grab a box of poptarts so that she could snack on them. However when she was navigating through the halls she noticed that Kate had run into Dan and all her belongings had fallen to the floor. "Oh dear, let me help you!" She exclaimed her offer before bending down to help pick up the fallen items.
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    newt - he/him - tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Teaching biology hadn't been his first job option, that had been zookeeping, but funding a zoo took a lot of money which he didn't have, so the brunette had to turn to teaching instead. The students were alright, if not a bit loud, and the teachers were nice enough, so he couldn't exactly complain. Today had been unusually hard though, and two of the boys in his class had been sent to the nurse for fighting. Not really wanting to interact with any of the other teachers, he quietly slipped into the staff room, wordlessly sitting down and starting to sip on a cup of tea.

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    [color=pink]YOU HAD A VISION THEY COULDN'T SEE, SO THEY PUT YOU DOWN...
    [color=white]— kate marsh — plot with katetags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%][color=beige]Ivylee was one of the most spoken about amongst the students and faculty. She was a great teacher, and since Kate was new in her position still here in the school, she aspired to be as good of a teacher as her one day. She couldn't help but feel a tiny twist of embarrassment as she went to pick up her dropped belongings. "Th-- Thank you so much... I really need to bring a bag for my art supplies with how clumsy I can be..." she admits sheepishly, gratefully taking as much as she could in her arms once more. "How's your morning been, Ivylee?"

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    THIS IS HOW IT'S GONNA BE


    Val stared as numerous people entered, murmuring a greeting to Arcane. He cleared his throat, before standing up straight. "Anyone want a drink?" he asked, eyes settling on Esca as she approached. A smirk formed on his face, and he winked at her.


    (c)trexgirl

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    Every single day she walked out of her class, Mrs.Konstantinov would ask herself why teaching Russian had ever been an idea that crossed her mind. She didn't mind the language- she was natively russian, but teaching at this hell hole had almost put her off having kids entirely. She entered the Staff room, coffee in one hand and her lunch in the other, she flopped down on one of the chairs and let out a groan. "Do you think i'd get away with putting vodka in this?" she sighed, taking a sip from her flask.