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Tallygarunga
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November, 2019 :: Spring


Class Astronomy Term 4 - Just Above Our Heads

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Professor Head of Bourke ☆ Tallygarunga Professor - Astronomy✩ Kirupachi
34 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Nighttime had finally arrived that Friday, which meant it was time for the first Astronomy class of the term. With the ongoing events in the town, coupled with the school exams looming over everyone's heads, Luke had decided to make it a bit of a light lesson for everyone to get back into the routine - it was the last class of the week and he wanted to give the students some relief, to have them go to bed for the weekend without a complicated lesson driving them insane until they were accustomed to it all once again.

He didn't bother setting up the telescopes to look at the night sky that evening, as he never planned to use them. The class plan was to discuss what could be perceived with the naked eye and the various issues that came with it. He did leave the glass of the tower clear high above them for a clear view of the night sky, as he wanted the students to point out a few things from it nonetheless, but for the time being the lights in the room remained on which dimmed the visibility of the spectacle coloring the sky.

"Good evening, everyone." He greeted with a smile as he leaned back on his desk located at the center of the room. As per usual he was surrounded by the chairs and telescopes though they didn't seem to be pointing anywhere in particular, a clear signal he didn't intend to have them use the instruments. "Please, take a seat. Let's enjoy ourselves some light material, shall we? And for once, you can bring your leftovers from dinner in. Just don't tell anyone else."

He chuckled a bit at himself. He usually minded it when students brought a drink from their usual feast or even part of their dessert on over due to rushing to the late class, but given the minimized danger of tampering with the equipment that evening he let it go. It wasn't something a little magic couldn't fix regardless, and he needed to establish a casual vibe anyway if that was what the class was meant to be. "Firstly, a belated welcome back. I wish you all the best for this final term. It goes without saying that, if the sixth and seventh years have any questions regarding their exams and the material, you can come to me whenever you see fit. Secondly, to get started, I would like if someone could tell me what is the most ancient method with which space observations have been made, if you would. For Wizards and Muggles alike, of course, although I'm sure we've all come to the conclusion it's never that different when it comes to this particular subject."

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Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Broomstick Racer, Quidditch Seeker✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Whoever had scheduled classes on a Friday night was a complete and utter sadist in Taylor's book. It just greatly shortened the weekend as far as he was concerned, and as a Quidditch player, it was something he was sorely needing in quite the literal sense, especially after the week he was having. The match against Greyheme was in three days time and as such both his teams worked overtime to cram in some extra training. Taylor saw how it was necessary, but as he was only a second string and couldn't hope to make it to the main team during that match at all, he couldn't say he appreciated being a human pinata on the field for extra long. Seekers were the most common target of Bludgers, after all, and so his body felt like it was on fire in the worst of ways.

The Bourke Captain decided it was prudent to train until extra late and Taylor barely had any time to get anything in his stomach after the grueling training session before it was time for Astronomy. He managed to take a shake along with him as he jogged to the Astronomy Tower to make it in time of class, reaching its doors just in time to overhear that students could come in to class with their nourishment for a change. He didn't need to hear it twice, walking into the room while sipping his beverage through the cup's straw.

Sitting down on one of the many seats surrounding the center of the room (and the Professor), Taylor dropped his bag at his feet and leaned back on his chair in an effort to relax a little. He didn't bother retrieving any materials to write anything pertaining the class down; instead, one hand gripped the shake cup, while the other discreetly gripped his side. He had been clipped by a Bludger in such a way he was fairly positive the entire area was bruised, but was trying not to show pain. Nevertheless his jaw was minimally clenched as he struggled to stay comfortable.

He didn't bother replying to the Professor, quietly sipping his drink as he went on, giving the opportunity to other students instead. He needed to break through his exhaustion to be able to pay attention first anyway, and that would likely take a little while. 'Sadist isn't even enough to describe it...'

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Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Nature Reserve Trainee, Muay Thai Instructor✩ Kirupachi
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ She/Her

It was the last term of the year, meaning sixth and seventh years were back for the hardest study grind of the whole year. That included Chloe, as she was in for her first year of exams. Given the stress she had endured throughout the year through her various responsibilities, she was starting to dread the moment classes came to a close so they could focus on studying - despite her grades she couldn't help having the feeling she was lagging behind and her intuition told her there would be some people trying to take advantage of her 'free time' to have her do various other tasks instead of giving her room to drill the various subjects she was meant to pass into her own brain.

Nevertheless, she was one of the few students that day whom wasn't at all bothered by having Astronomy slotted into a Friday night that week. To her, being in class was actually a relief from her various tasks; especially that subject, which she deemed one of her two favorites (alongside Care for Magical Creatures). It seemed that the Professor was looking to give a relaxed tone to the class that night, something Chloe couldn't say she minded either.

Sitting on her usual chair, she took notice of the telescope not being prepared for the class. She set her bag down against the leg of her seat and crossed her legs, leaning back on the chair as the lecture began. Would they be discussing the various types of observation? Unlikely, as they'd go through them too fast. Nevertheless, the Sturt opted to reply to the question.

"With our eyes." It was a fairly straightforward question to her. In the dawn of civilization people had been watching the skies without help, and some even charted various constellations before the first telescope was even made. It was what people could see that made them curious about what was above the little rock they were standing on in the first place.

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Spencer ☆ Fourth Year ☆ Adventurer, Wandering Bard, Destroyer of Things✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

Gwendoline didn't normally have to be at school so late, especially on a Friday. She wasn't enrolled to begin with, having to wait for the new year to come, yet it just so happened that it was in her best interest to attend class during one assorted evening that week. It seemed Astronomy had been slotted to a Friday (wasn't that a bit sadistic by whoever the hell made the scheduling in that school?) and so Gwendoline would have to start her weekend later than her older sister. It didn't bother her too much, though - it was a small sacrifice for the greater good.

The Auclair sisters had settled on enacting their prank overnight from the upcoming Sunday to Monday, and for that they needed to know how to move around school at night without alerting anyone. That meant knowing the various rooms in detail, and that meant scouting. That was Gwendoline's purpose that evening as she headed into the Astronomy Tower, as a class she'd attend in the future anyway gave her the perfect excuse to be in school. If it became too late in the night by the time she was done inspecting campus, she could just crash at Laurie's, she figured; she knew the older Spencer would figure out who would be behind the prank coming Tallygarunga's way anyway and had no fear of incriminating herself to her via asking to crash in her room. Plus her roommate was quite fun to hang out with!

The former Durmstrang student walked into the tower, curiosity shining in her eyes as she looked around to memorize every nook and cranny of the room. 'Didn't expect so many chairs... Will feel bad if they knock out the telescopes, but it's a small price to pay.' She sat down by herself in the circle, not minimally paying attention to whatever the teacher was saying and focusing on the area around her, wanting to go minimally under the radar. As much as a half-Veela could go, anyway...

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Sturt ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Student, shop assistant at Mrs Kempsey's Corner StoreLisa
15 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Jiwon wasn't too happy about the fact that he had a class on a Friday night. He felt like he had better things to do with his life other than being stuck in school. But there he was in the worst place that he could imagine, and his brother was making everything ten times worse by just being there. The Sturt had considered using his morphing ability to sneak out to do something more interesting, but he didn't want to get into trouble again, especially considering how it would be noticeable. How many other people were there walking around the place with bright blue hair? Plus, if he went home, then he'd have to deal with his grandparents questioning. The worst part of living so close to the school/only living there part-time.

Jiwon entered the classroom and rolled his eyes at the sight of the telescopes not being set up. This so-called school was as useless as they came. How was anyone supposed to even learn anything if the teachers weren't going to teach anything? The Sturt took one of the seats and began doodling on a piece of paper he had no intention of taking notes if it was going to be a waste of his time. Jay stifled a snort at the question that the professor posed and the answer that the Stewart girl gave.

"Uh, what sort of question and answer is that? Are we suddenly back in Grade one or something?" Jiwon muttered in a half-hidden whisper. This was the kind of shit that his older brother droned on about. Was there some sort of manual that told teachers that they needed to bore everyone to death or just ask them useless and mundane questions? Yeah, so impressive.

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Professor Head of Bourke ☆ Tallygarunga Professor - Astronomy✩ Kirupachi
34 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Luke watched as plenty of familiar faces made their way into the classroom, as well as a stranger, and smile to each in greeting even if it wasn't returned in kind. There was no point in dwelling in the fact it was a class in a Friday night of all things. It was likely that not one of them was happy with the arrangement - the Professor included - but they had to put up with it so not to rustle a few feathers from the higher ups. Hierarchy was necessary for situations such as those, and hopefully the staff knew what they were doing with that class scheduling.

To the stranger, he gave a light bow of the head. "Good evening. I'm Luke Carver, and I'll be your Astronomy Professor, it seems! It's nice to meet you. Would you like to introduce yourself?" He gave the French girl some room before proceeding with the class.

"That's correct, Chloe." He beamed at the girl who replied, nodding with her response. "That's five points for Sturt. Indeed our eyes are what first made us enamored with the night skies above our heads from the early beginnings of civilization, what made us want to know more, explore, and in a closer degree of proximity, even figure out what's this that we're standing on." The planet Earth. So big for the average human, yet just a speck of sand in the desert that was the Milky Way, let alone the universe. "But, our eyes aren't so incompetent on their own that we haven't been able to figure out a few things without help, right?"

It was perhaps fortunate that Luke hadn't picked up on Jiwon's comment; but, inadvertently, he got in the way of the student's doodling as he retrieved his wand from his holster, and with a simple wave of the instrument, all lights were off. Instead the night sky was in full display just above them, devoid of light pollution, being a stunning light show for all to see unlike what they'd be exposed to if they had actually been out in the open. Looking up, the Professor figured it was time to start exposing his point.

"Through our eyes, we can tell that there are many things in the sky -- many different things, in fact. We can tell it's not just a silly decoration put up there by someone with an odd sense of humor, can't we? Now, what things can we tell apart with our sense of vision, ladies and gentlemen? Be as specific as you'd like."

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Bourke ☆ Fifth Year ☆ Broomstick Racer, Quidditch Seeker✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Taylor found himself momentarily distracted as he spotted a girl whom seemed to be around his age stroll into the classroom, one he hadn't seen before - given his social circles, that was a rarity. Yet, there was something about her that held his attention. He couldn't quite pinpoint what it was, but he could hardly focus enough to even catch the girl's name as she introduced herself; and, as the lights were dimmed to nothing in the classroom so the lecture could continue, the Bourke found himself clearing his throat and shaking his head to get a hang of himself, resentful that the stars in the sky were bright enough to illuminate the red tinge of his cheeks.

He shifted uncomfortably for a few brief moments before settling down and looking up, holding his bruised side still. While he wasn't necessarily in the mood for a deep dive into anything academic, he would be lying if he were to say the little show above them wasn't absolutely awe inspiring, spectacular and quite humbling to see. While Astronomy wasn't his favorite subject he'd always held a sense of respect for how insignificant they all were in the grand scheme of things, and that they were lucky to live in a window of time within the universe to be able to witness nearly everything it had to offer before the various bodies outside their galaxy went so far out of the way they'd no longer be seen from the Milky Way.

He decided to reply that time, if only to pay his respects to outer space at least once. Plus, with the year he'd lead in Quidditch, he wanted to stiff the Sturts whenever he could. "There's a difference of brightness in the stars." That much was clear, as his gaze was glued to the light show above the classroom. "The fainter ones all look white, though the brighter ones seem to have color to them... Say, Betelgeuse over there looks reddish." The boy pointed at it, before going to another one. "And Sirius looks blue. While the one star we see during the day, our Sun, is yellow."

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Sturt ☆ Sixth Year ☆ Nature Reserve Trainee, Muay Thai Instructor✩ Kirupachi
17 year old Muggleborn Human ☆ She/Her

A correct answer, and five points. Chloe never cared much for those, and the question had been so simple she felt like she hardly deserved them to begin with, but she wasn't going to complain. It seemed Luke had a speech prepared for that precise question, but to her it was all material she already knew, despite the eloquence injected into the explanation. At least with that general ease of the subject matter she felt like she could relax minimally instead of paying attention at all times, something she valued greatly with the stress she had been enduring throughout the year.

A shiver ran down her spine as a familiar sensation was felt the moment she spotted the new student, and she swallowed dryly, promptly looking away in discomfort. It all harkened back to the same way she felt like one Samantha Hammond was around, that very same feeling of wanting to ignore everything else and watch the girl in particular; the feeling of relaxation she had just felt quickly went away as she forced herself to focus on the class precisely to be able to ignore what often felt like a charm cast upon her.

The lights illuminating the room disappeared and the class proceeded. It seemed another student had given the first reply that she thought of, meaning Chloe had to improvise. "The stars we see aren't spread out evenly in the sky. They're scattered and in groups, with big chunks of the sky being dark and others being very bright. Some of these formations are what we call constellations." Quick and easy. She had never been one to talk much, and that felt sufficient in her point of view.

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Spencer ☆ Fourth Year ☆ Adventurer, Wandering Bard, Destroyer of Things✩ Kirupachi
15 year old Halfbreed Veela ☆ She/Her

Gwendoline had to contain the urge to roll her eyes as the Professor called on her immediately. 'Watch out, Gwen, a couple more of those and you'll turn into Satan Auclair.' The thought of becoming more like her sister sent a light shiver down her spine, which certainly worked to motivate her to actually give a reply to the teacher instead of trying her darnedest to go under the radar. She could feel a few pairs of eyes on her anyway; it seemed her heritage had betrayed her.

"I see you're good with faces." She commented to the teacher before bothering with a reply proper. "I'm Gwendoline Auclair, just 'Gwen' is preferable. Not from around these parts, as I'm sure you've realized." Even if her accent was very light and it was hard to make out just what it was, it was still quite present. "I'm just browsing, so to speak, I'm not a late transfer or anything. Class only counts for me starting next year, so, don't mind me."

The half-Veela's ears twitched mildly as a muttered comment reached them - while it would have gone unnoticed to most, certainly, her heightened senses picked up on it without much issue (even if they couldn't hold a candle to a Dhampir's or a Werewolf's). Her gaze peered at the Sturt who authored it, and before she could prod much fun at him, the lights went out and were replaced by the wonderful view above them; Gwendoline, however, wasn't one to be deterred so easily.

'Because the Professor is supposed to dump a textbook's worth of information within the first two minutes, right? Does this guy even know how this works?' As far as she was concerned, the easy feel to the class helped her when it came to her mission. But, of course, that didn't mean she couldn't take a slight detour for a side quest of sorts. "Watch it, don't cut yourself on that edge." Gwendoline spoke in a low tone towards Jiwon, who was somewhat nearby, while the students and the Professor kept exchanging ideas on the matter at hand. A glint of mischievousness and amusement glinted in her eyes as she poked fun at him, almost as if expecting backlash and relishing in it.

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