Time for class! [Open]

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

Messages pushed out on the omnicom network had told everybody interested in Meluly's physics class to meet in the Sensoriums today. A little sign set up just inside the open door of one of the pods—leading to a featureless grassy field with a bright blue sky—indeed confirm that instruction.

But the very interesting thing is that Luly isn't here. Oh, the woman has the same black skin and her own array of different tattoo patterns... but she's obviously a different person. Mid-twenties, maybe—curvier than Luly is, less athletic. Her hair is in its natural grey-black, pulled back into a braid, and she's wearing a sedate outfit with a modest fuzzy grey sweater and green pleated skirt.

Behind her is what looks suspiciously like a full set of model rockets, set up and ready to launch.

"Hello, everyone!" she says, clapping her hands together, once it seems like all or most of the students are assembled.

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[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

Gavroche, slightly uncomfortable and silently protesting to himself that no proper man would be here, and that he is a man, even if a very, very young one. However, from what he has heard, it's supposed to be fun, and if nothing else, he likes that idea. The clapping startles him and he watches the lady, curious as to why she is so excited.

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

She really is quite strange. The dark skin, the tattoo traceworks... the red eyes... But her manner is entirely friendly. Almost a bit motherly.

And she's decided to introduce herself to Gavroche, apparently. "I haven't met you before," she says, smiling at him. Her teeth glint white in sharp contrast to the color of her skin. "I'm Idazy."

[lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com]

Yuri was thoroughly confused. Yes, this person looked a lot like Meluly-sensei but that didn't mean she was her. "Sensei, none of us have met you before. Are you a substitute? Where is Meluly-sensei, if you don't mind us asking?"

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

"Meluly is currently unavailable," the woman says with a gentle smile. "I'm her assistant, and I'm here to run the class using her lesson plan as best as I can in her absence."

[gotsomebite.livejournal.com]

Gavroche eyed her carefully, not trusting the fact that others don't know her either, "What plan?" And, almost as an afterthought, he points to his own chest, thumb first, "'m Gavroche."

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

"Newton's laws, to begin with," the woman says. Cheerfully, she adds: "Principally, his third law, but the first and second will also have their applications."