what time is it?

[authorships]

Who: Andersen and you!!
What: An unpleasant pop quiz, office hours, and general sulkiness.
When: July 7th - July 31st
Where: Around campus, downtown Soleil.
Warnings: Some heavy drinking, nothing else. Will update as necessary!

1 | I'M OFF THE CLOCK, THE PRESSURE'S OUT

[A vacation is sorely needed after the hullaboo surrounding the academy. The Herald's fall has significantly dampened whatever festive atmosphere summer might've had. In Andersen's opinion, it was but a taste of future battles to come. Such horrible sights were to be expected. Still--

Sometimes, the best thing for a troubled mind is work. At the end of June, Andersen posts notice that he'll be hosting an accelerated summer course for Advanced Runic Inscriptions, with classes four days a week. Despite the title, anyone's welcome to join, so long as they prove they have the passion and talent for the subject...]

A. OFFICE HOURS
[Andersen's strict about his no meetings without appointments rule. If you're a student, he'll turn you away and scold you. If you're a faculty member... well. He'll let you stay if you drop by unannounced, but he won't be happy about it.

His office is a tidy room, furnished with the bare minimum. Several of Andersen's books are on display, while notebooks are stacked on his desk. A coffeemaker sits in the corner, which he switches on once you sit down.]

All right. [He has his back turned to watch the water brew.] What do you want from me? Don't dance around the issue, tell me straight out.

B. POP QUIZ
[You think he's gonna skimp on tests? BRRZ. WRONG. Andersen's a firm believer that experience is the best teacher. And what better way to learn than to take your art outside?

The focus this week is on area-of-effect runes. He takes his class outside for his lecture. Andersen struts and gestures as if he's an actor on a stage, not some 50-something year old man with illusions of grandeur on the lawn.]

A rune inscriber is like a writer. Material is everywhere! Creativity paired with specificity is what differentiates an inscriber from a magus. Their magic comes from the blood. Ours comes from the structure we create - from the verses we compose. Flesh and blood are exhaustible. Objects are not. The very ground beneath your feet - [here, he stamps his foot] -can be yours to command. None of you are at that level yet. You're all amateurs.

[that's,]

That's why we're out here. Show me that you're willing to break your back like a workhorse. I want you to construct a 100 square foot boundary with your runic verses with at least one successful effect. Harass passerbys. Invite the friends you secretly hate. Use whatever guinea pigs you wish.

[He takes on a falsetto.]

"But Professor! It's summer vacation!" Bullshit. Time is a false concept. I'll grade you as hard as I please! Now hop to it!

(OOC NOTE: you're free to come up with whatever effect your field has! you can also determine how well it works!! GO BUCK WILD. set things on fire. i guess. if you really want to you crazy pyromaniacs,)

2 | I WANT FABULOUS

[On the weekends, Andersen procrastinates on his grading. In the mornings, he stays holed up in his dormitory scribbling his novel's draft. Come the afternoon and evening, he's wandering about town...]

A. PERFORMANCE CENTER (FACULTY ONLY)
[Without fail, Andersen attends the center every Saturday night to see whatever's playing. He's fond of operas and plays - not so much musicals - but the experience of seeing the actors on stage is what he enjoys. If you're a faculty member, you'll get a text one weekday night...]

There's a good show tonight. You free?

B. DOWNTOWN SOLEIL | CW: HEAVY DRINKING
[And, without fail, every Saturday night, Andersen gets drunk. His alcohol tolerance is incredibly high and it takes a good couple of classes to get himself tipsy. He frequents whatever bar is convenient, which means he hops from bar to bar in the search for something new. If he makes eye contact with someone he recognizes, he'll scrunch up his face and immediately turn away to hunch over his six or so glasses like some awful, six-foot tall goblin.

leave him alone he doesn't know you]

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[authorships]

[Andersen stands up and dusts off his pants. A good work ethic is something he can always appreciate. It's what separates a great inscriber from an average one.]

Only if you think you can make something that'll impress me. I don't have much time to waste.

[tsun tsun]

[highelves]

Hm. In that case...

[ she taps her chin. ]

I'll need some time to make something that'll impress you, so how about I ask for you again later?

[authorships]

That'll do. [He smiles.] I expect something good from you, Ana.