Professor McCoy watched as shawn, Titania, and the other students filed into his classroom. It was nice to see them all again, some for the second time that day. It was now his science class. Hank dealt more with chemistry and physics, while forge handled the mechanical sciences. He was fine with that. Forge definitely knew what he was doing, and it was for the best that they stuck to what they knew best when it take to teaching young men and women.
"Welcome, welcome." He greeted them as they came through his doors. "Who's ready to continue learning about the atmosphere?"
"Anyoung haseyo." Doug Ramsey smiled at the young Heidi Williams as she entered his classroom. She was maybe the only person who could rival him in terms of language use and mastery. Her cognitive ability has his under an umbrella, but that wasn't to say it was a bad thing. As Heidi surely knew, knowing many languages became a curse when you could translate them instantly. Overhearing conversations in other languages what weren't meant for your ears. It was almost uncomfortable for Doug at times.
"As some of you may have guessed. Since our French lessons were surprisingly short, good job guys, we're going to be starting our second semester language a little early."
Doug was a little weird in the way he taught his class. He normally only focused on a specific language for only about a semester. He did teach Japanese and Chinese as extra classes after school hours due to the size and scale of the languages, but he wanted to make sure that he taught everyone a language well enough to get them started on it. Anything pass language 1 would be an extra class outside of his normal one.
"We're going to be starting Korean." Doug went on to explain. "As some of you know, Korea is divided in two, and we're accepted into the United Nations only eight years ago."
On each of the desks we're starters books on learning Korean. He let the class have some time to inspect them before he continued.
"Does anyone have any questions about this semester's language?"
"Yeah." A student up in the front of the class raised a small hand. "There's literally no practicality in learning Korean. Why are we learning a language we'll never use?"
Doug chuckled. Only being a few years older than his students made it hard for them to really respect him like the other teachers. "Why are you still here then, Tony?" He shot a question back. "You did your two years, that's all that's required of you." The young man did seem to like doing the bare minimum on class work, but go up and over on personal endeavors.
"For those of you training to become an x-man, learning languages will be helpful. As you all know, we protect the world from devastating threats. We can't stop them all, but with the planned outing and transparency of the mansion, we need to be able to talk to people."
Lita Sormer was the teacher of Physical Geography. Everyone in the school knew her by name and voice alone. She was nice enough, the general consensus decided, but almost everyone knew that she was the one teacher no one would physically see.
Her class room was small and quaint, located down stairs in the basement. There was a teachers desk up at the front, as was the custom, little knick knacks on the edge to decorate the unused table, but Miss Sormer was never there.
Miss Sormer lived in the room right next to her classroom. Due to her mutation, or rather set of mutations, the class only saw her through a screen that also acted as the white board, which she could still write on using the mysterious experimental technologies of the future.
"Good morning, class." Miss Sormer was seated in an office chair in her room, smiling pleasantly at the class through the video camera. Many cameras in her classroom allowed her to be right behind every student, being there to help them out when they needed it. This was also a great method to keep students from cheating.
Or just cheating badly.
Her actual mutation was never discussed, but her body, thin as rails and a sickly white color, left room for a lot of speculation. She couldn't have been more than twenty two, with her young face and quiet voice, but she insisted that she was older than that.
The students only knew they they were never allowed to see her in person, and that only The Professor and Scott Summers were allowed in her room.
"I figured that with Mister Ramsey starting Korean, we could keep our theme of mapping out the geography of the greater Asia area. Everyone, please open your text books to page two-thirty four."
"Hello! Why yes, I do have everything that you lead to catch up, it'll be on your desk right down there. We're doing a module on the computer right now, but you're free to sit out of it and go through the text book to catch yourself up. All of the things we have already done are marked by little sticky notes, so things should go easily."
Northstar, Jean-Paul Baeubier, had already been informed of Bonny and her power set. She could have made a great alpha flight agent back in the day.
"How.. how is Canada these days? Being here, I haven't had much time to get out more than a day or two."
It certainly wasn't a normal question for a student, but Jean-Paul would be lying if he said he didn't miss home. Someone who was just there would surely know what's what, especially a hip and cool and casual kid like Bonny here. "And, if you're ever feeling homesick, Miss Bonny, I'm right there next to you. Just stop by my room if you ever want to talk." He then shooed her off to go and grab her things.
"Okay everyone, you know the drill. Grab your things. We're off to the library to continue your computer projects. I hope everything is going as planned. If not, event better."
