The Professor (Open)

[rvplymates]

OC: Holly Hathaway, 5'5", blue eyes, 115 lbs, long golden blond hair.
Holly had lost her parents when she was 18, they had been her whole world. To say she was sheltered was an understatement. Her parents were both Professors so it was only natural for her to continue on their path. She finished college and then went on for a Doctorate in History, all kinds so when she finally finished school she was equipped to handle any level of education. She was a good teacher but lacked social experience, in truth an innocent in the world. She wore severe clothing; her shapely body was always covered with long sleeves and long flowing dresses. Her colors were black and navy blue. That was it, no shocking colors for her, and conservative to a fault. Her long golden blond hair always worn in an upsweep. Despite this severe look, her beauty shone through and her gentle ways could be disarming.

IC: Holly's first glimpse of the University she was to teach at took her breath away. She stood looking at it oblivious to the stares of students and facility alike. When she began her walk up to the building there were still stares at the beautiful but oddly dressed professor. She made her way down to the Administration Office introduced herself, met the Dean and was given her schedule. She smiled she would have plenty of work to keep herself busy. She made her way down to her first class on American History. As she walked into the classroom she could see it was packed, she made her way to the front of the class to stares and whispered comments. When she stood in front of the students, she cleared her voice.

"Good Morning Class, I am Professor Hathaway and I will be teaching American History in this class. As this is our first meeting I think it would be a good idea to get to know each other. So who will be first to give their name and a few details about themselves"

Her warm smile was disarming and for a moment the class was hushed.


This will be an open forum, don't be shy to either be nice or fresh to the Professor, she can take it. If you decided to be a fellow Professor, that will be fine too.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

*hope you don't mind me jumping in*

OOC: Kara Sawicki, 5'4", 121lbs, Brown hair, brown eyes, 34C, 19 years old

Kara stands about 5 feet 4 inches tall, with shoulder length brown hair and matching brown eyes. She usually wears long sleeved shirts with loose jeans and a pair of sneakers, a silver necklace wrapped around her neck.

Kara was forced to enroll in the University because her parents wanted her to have a good career in life. Her entire life had been practically planned out for her, so it's no surprise that Kara has developed a rather indifferent attitude towards life. She doesn't seem cheerful, but she isn't depressed either, and although she doesn't seem to the most outgoing person she has made quite a few friends at school.
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"Good Morning Class, I am Professor Hathaway and I will be teaching American History in this class. As this is our first meeting I think it would be a good idea to get to know each other. So who will be first to give their name and a few details about themselves"

Kara glanced up as her teacher walked into the somewhat filled classroom, and the woman seemed rather out of place. She seemed... simple. Shifting in her seat Kara pulled out her notebook for the class lecture, although if this was a get-to-know-you type of day she wouldn't really need to write anything down. The teacher asked for a volunteer, and Kara was a bit hesitant to offer her voice, so she just looked around to see if anyone was brave enough to go first.

 

[deepbreath]

* stepping in...but slightly unsure of where the classroom setting would take us*

OOC : Jack Daniels , 5'9", medium build, brown eyes, black hair, sunny disposition and 20 years old. Doesnt pay too much attention to his appearance, has been luckless with the girls so far, and has enrolled because it seemed an easy course.

Jack was racing through the corridors...he couldnt believe he would be late for his first class of the sem this time too. On 2nd thought, it was very believable, but the prof here was rumored to be cute...and he'd wanted to be in her good books.

As he finally reached the classroom, still panting, he could see from the door that the rumors werent wrong. but class had already started, he didnt have time to ogle. He barged through the door slightly clumsily, praying she wouldnt start some song and dance about punctuality.

 

[rvplymates]

Holly was a bit disappointed that none of her students had volunteered to introduce herself but she did not let that show on her face. Her smile stayed firmly on her face. Suddenly she heard a noisy entrance at the door, she turned and saw a new arrival for her class. She nodded and smiled at him as she walked to the door he had left ajar and shut it quietly. She returned to the front of the class.

Now being we have no one wishing to introduce themselves today, I will begin the first lesson. I am sure that all of you will be relieved to know that I do not give homework but I would advise you all to take clear and understandable notes because I do give tests on the material.

Holly saw smiles as she said there would be no homework but could hear audible groans when she mentioned tests. She smiled and continued. I teach by means of lecture and there will be a comment and question session after, time allowing.

We are going to start at the very beginning class. This lesson deals with how the landmass of the United States developed. So it is somewhat of a geography lesson. So get out your pads and pencils and we shall begin. She watched, as her class got ready for her lecture.

Now class at the height of the Ice Age, between 30,000 and 34,000 B.C., much of the world's water was contained in vast continental ice sheets. As a result, the Bering Sea was hundreds of meters below its current level, and a land bridge, known as Beringia, emerged between Asia and North America. At its peak, Beringia is thought to have been some 1,500 kilometers wide. A moist and treeless tundra, it was covered with grasses and plant life, attracting the large animals that early humans hunted for their survival. The first people to reach North America almost certainly did so without knowing they had crossed into a new continent. They would have been following game, as their ancestors had for thousands of years, along the Siberian coast and then across the land bridge.
Once in Alaska, it would take these first North Americans thousands of years more to work their way through the openings in great glaciers south to what is now the United States. Evidence of early life in North America continues to be found. Little of it, however, can be reliably dated before 12,000 B.C.; a recent discovery of a hunting lookout in northern Alaska, for example, may date from almost that time. So too may the finely crafted spear points and items found near Clovis, New Mexico.

Similar artifacts have been found at sites throughout North and South America, indicating that life was probably already well established in much of the Western Hemisphere by some time prior to 10,000 B.C.

Around that time the mammoth began to die out and the bison took its place as a principal source of food and hides for these early North Americans. Over time, as more and more species of large game vanished, whether from over hunting or natural causes, plants, berries and seeds became an increasingly important part of the early American diet. Gradually, foraging and the first attempts at primitive agriculture appeared. Indians in what is now central Mexico led the way, cultivating corn, squash and beans, perhaps as early as 8,000 B.C. Slowly, this knowledge spread northward.

Holly smiled as she finished the lecture for the day. She looked around at her class; they seemed to like her presentation.

Well class are there any comments or questions on the lesson for today?

Holly waited patiently to see if she had excited their interest in American History.

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Emma Llewelyn

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

Kara was sitting in her desk as the teacher patiently waited for a volunteer. However there was a slight disturbance and one of Kara's classmates came hustling in... late as usual. She grinned at him as he walked into the room, and then her eyes shifted back to the teacher.

"Now being we have no one wishing to introduce themselves today, I will begin the first lesson. I am sure that all of you will be relieved to know that I do not give homework but I would advise you all to take clear and understandable notes because I do give tests on the material."

A smile emerged on Kara's face, and then disappeared when she said test. Oh well, 1 out of 2 aint too bad. In any case Kara got out her notepad and a pencil, and then the class went on without a hitch. It was a fairly detailed lecture, one that covered geography and how it would influence later cultures.

"Well class are there any comments or questions on the lesson for today?"

"Um, I have one." Kara said to her own amazement. She felt her cheeks flush a little and then shook it off.

"How different is it today than it was back then? I mean we have global warming and all, how probably is it that we're going to have a second ice age or something?" she asked honestly, although the answer was probably really obvious.

 

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Holly smiled at the question from her student, she took a step toward the young lady.

"That is a very good question and I will answer it for you, but first let me say that I am not in any shape, way or form an expert on global warming"

Holly cleared her throat and looked at her students.

"Global warming is the gradual increase of the temperature of the earth's lower atmosphere as a result of the increase in greenhouse gases since the Industrial Revolution.

The temperature of the atmosphere near the earth's surface is warmed through a natural process called the greenhouse effect. Visible, shortwave light comes from the sun to the earth, passing unimpeded through a blanket of thermal, or greenhouse, gases composed largely of water vapor, carbon dioxide, methane, nitrous oxide, and ozone. Infrared radiation reflects off the planet's surface toward space but does not easily pass through the thermal blanket. Some of it is trapped and reflected downward, keeping the planet at an average temperature suitable to life, about 60°F or 16°C.

Growth in industry, agriculture, and transportation since the Industrial Revolution has produced additional quantities of the natural greenhouse gases plus chlorofluorocarbons and other gases, augmenting the thermal blanket. It is generally accepted that this increase in the quantity of greenhouse gases is trapping more heat and increasing global temperatures, making a process that has been beneficial to life potentially disruptive and harmful. During the 20th century, the atmospheric temperature rose 1.1°F or 0.6°C, and sea level rose several inches. Some projected, longer-term results of global warming include melting of polar ice, with a resulting rise in sea level and coastal flooding; disruption of drinking water supplies dependent on snow melts; profound changes in agriculture due to climate change; extinction of species as ecological niches disappear; more frequent tropical storms; and an increased incidence of tropical diseases.

Among factors that may be contributing to global warming are the burning of coal and petroleum products which are sources of carbon dioxide, methane, nitrous oxide, ozone; deforestation, which increases the amount of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere; methane gas released in animal waste; and increased cattle production, which contributes to deforestation, methane production, and use of fossil fuels.

Much of the debate surrounding global warming has centered on the accuracy of scientific predictions concerning future warming. To predict global climatic trends, climatologists accumulate large historical databases and use them to create computerized models that simulate the earth's climate. The validity of these models has been a subject of controversy. Skeptics say that the climate is too complicated to be accurately modeled, and that there are too many unknowns. Some also question whether the observed climate changes might simply represent normal fluctuations in global temperature. Nonetheless, for some time there has been general agreement that at least part of the observed warming is the result of human activity, and that the problem needs to be addressed.

Now to combat the problem there has been improved automobile mileage, reforestation projects, energy efficiency in construction, and national support for mass transit are among relatively simpler adjustments that could significantly lower U.S. production of greenhouse gases. More aggressive adjustments include a gradual worldwide shift away from the use of fossil fuels, the elimination of chlorofluorocarbons, and the slowing of deforestation by restructuring the economies of developing nations.

In conclusion, the effects of global warming has been debated by better minds then mine but when it is all said and done a lot of it is pure speculation"

Holly smiled at the student who had asked the question.

"Is there any more comments or questions"

Holly smiled sweetly at her class.

 

[Cobra2004]

OOC: Dean Ronald Victor Brooks The III.
Age 45 Height 6' 2" 190 lb Full head of dark brown wavy hair cut just above his shirt collar, very attractive and toned with well defined muscles. He works out regularly to keep in shape. He is known to be a bit aggressive but also very nice. it's is second year as Dean of the University. after the preview Dean took very hill.

Not much is known about Dean Brooks. except that he is a widow, his wife died of cancer after being married for only 10 years. He never re-married. His dates have been known to be very beautiful women when ever he was seeing with a woman. He lived in a large house in the upper class community.

IC: Dean Brooks was looking out of his office window, when a spotted Mr. Jack Daniels running towards the entrance. He looked at his wrist watch and shook his head. "I see Mr. Daniels is late again as usual." He said to himself.

 

[Longleg]

ooc Craig Andrews 19 black hair blue eyes 5'10 on a full scholarship playing Soccer. English

IC

Craig had taken this class to get enough papers under his belt to met the terms of his scholarship, his priority was football or soccer as the yanks insisted on calling it.

Truth was he wasn't overly happy about being here but his parents wanted him to have an education a point reinforced when his cousin had been injured playing for Port Vale and had no education to fall back on, in truth he'd have preferred to stay in Sunderland and take the opportunity to sign professional papers....maybe.

It was that maybe and his mothers overbearing determination that education was more important that football that got him here.

Still it had it's perks the women were hot and right near the top was this teacher. Still American History couldn't be that hard , it was only what 400 years to cover , try two and a half thousand years of historic stuff to be taught.

Craig said little he'd suddenly realised how little about American's and their history he knew, this class was going to be all about catch up.

 

[deepbreath]

Jack was slouched on the table already, and was grinning to himself.

It had taken him 3 minutes to settle down and stop panting, and another 5 to get bored already. He thought he’d seen Kara flash a grin at him, when he entered…but that seemed unlikely…he’d never had the guts to talk to her, though they semi - knew each other since school. He’d just figured she’d be one of those who were way out of his league.

He did a quick survey of the class…most seemed attentive, even the guys. He then focused back on the professor, and it dawned on him. The lady was good looking. He was grateful for the no- homework part of her course, and had long been a pro at cheating on tests, so this class should give him no problems. But he’d been proved wrong before.

Did history teachers have to dress according to the era they taught about? Jack tried hard to imagine the curves underneath all those layers…but it was impossible…there wasn’t even a wrist or an ankle to be seen. He began hoping the college’s dated ventilation scheme would overpower Holly’s sense of fashion, and that she’d wear something lighter and airier soon….he again tried imagining what her body would be like…but his reverie was broken by Kara’s question.

Kara. And the sheer number of guys who’d fallen head over heels in love with her. Jack knew at some level…that this was why he’d kept his distance. He was terrified of meeting that one girl who would make him want to stop his womanizing. This was college…and he had only so many years to could chase cheerleaders and slutty chicks.

As he watched Kara listening and nodding to the professor’s answer…he realized that there was only one way he could find out if she had smiled at him earlier. He tore off a page from his notebook, wrote a note, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it at her.

A note that read “It isn’t the cars or the cows. It’s hotties like you that cause global warming.”

He leaned back in his chair, stomach slightly knotted, as he waited to see how she would respond.

 

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Holly saw the male student throw a balled up paper at the female student who had asked her the question about global warming. A reflex made her catch it and once it was in her hand, she did not know what to do about it. She certainly didn't plan to embarrass the young man but what to do with it. Lack of social graces made her walk up to the young man's desk and place the balled up paper on his desk. It was apparent to the class from the confused look on Holly's face that this scenero had never happened to her before.

The young man looked up into her face, she searched for something, anything to say, finally she cleared her throat, looked him in the eyes and sincerely spoke to him.

"I think you dropped this"

She turned and walked back to the front of the class, her cheeks tinged with pink. As she walked she thought she heard some giggling but it could have been her imagination, it was so soft. As she turned she felt uncomfortably hot in the area of her face. She raised up her arm and pushed the sleeve back and looked at her watch. She had taught ten minutes over her allotted time. She looked at her class.

"I am sorry to say that we have come to the end of this first class, also it seems I have taken ten minutes more of your time then I was suppose too. If anyone of you need a late slip, come to my desk and I will write one up for you"

Holly walked over to her desk and took out the late pass form pad that she had in her drawer. She was upset, but her face looked calm, that she had made the students late for their next class. She waited for them to approach her.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

Kara had scribbled down some notes in her pad and finally let her pen rest when a piece of paper slapped against her shoulder, falling to the floor. Almost as soon as it landed the teacher had grabbed it, holding it in her hand.

"I think you dropped this" she said as she walked back to Jacks desk. Kara had a smile on her face, knowing that he must feel pretty dumb right about now. Oh well, at least the teacher decided not to read it, sparing him the humiliation.

"I am sorry to say that we have come to the end of this first class, also it seems I have taken ten minutes more of your time then I was suppose too. If anyone of you need a late slip, come to my desk and I will write one up for you"

Kara tossed her notes and pen into her bag, the rest of the student body doing the same, cept for those lunk heads that decided to run out as fast as they could. Walking up to her teacher, Kara pushed some hair behind her ears as she asked for a pass.

"I need to go to gym class, I'll probably have to run an extra lap, but I think it was worth it." she added.

 

[rvplymates]

Holly's face was serious as the students lined up for their late passes. She was truely upset that she had detained them past her alotted time. As the young lady told her where she was going, she quickly wrote the excuse out, taking the blame fully for the student's lateness. When she heard the students words, she looked up at her, a lovely smile touched her face.

"I need to go to gym class, I'll probably have to run an extra lap, but I think it was worth it."

She looked down and signed her name and then raised her head again.

"What is your name"

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

"What is your name" her teacher had asked.

"It's Kara." she said as she took the slip from her teacher. She had her bag slung over her shoulders and walked away, the note held in her palm as she walked out the door.

"Ugh, gym." she said with a groan before being caught up with the mob of students filing down the hallway. She'd have to run an extra lap or two, but she didn't care. She'd be done with running by the time the coach got done going over the basics, and she could go right into playing.

 

[rvplymates]

Holly was kept quite busy for several minutes writing excuses but she had a warm feeling in her heart from Kara's remark. She had not be sure if she would make an impact as a Professor. Now she knew she would from "Kara's words. She was so very happy, a smile came to her face and did not leave it until the last student left in a hurry.

Holly stood and walked to the window, looking out she thought her parents would be proud. She had touched as least one student with her abilities. She remember her parents, who both had been professors telling her what they considerd a truth.

"Holly, If you can touch just one student each year with your teachings, then you have accomplished what it means to be a Professor"

Now she knew what her parents had meant and it was a good feeling. Shortly after that, another Professor walked into the room, cleared his throat and startled her. She turned to apologize for keeping his room and picked up her briefcase and left.

 

[Longleg]

The Coach stated the obvious "You're late" .

Craig handed the note and his coach looked at it twice

"American History learning about how we saved your arses in the war" his coach said with a smile, they'd had this discussion before

"No we're learning how you lot were late showing up again" Craig replied.

Funnily enough he got laps for that.

 

[Cobra2004]

Dean Brooks got up from his desk to stretch his legs and walked to the window. He looked at his wrist watch as he saw some students walking towards the exit. He thought back to when he attended University. Although he was one of the top student. he could hardly wait till his last class was over.

He had thought to do stay later and work on some papers he had to review, instead he put them in his brief case put his coat on and headed for the exit. He walked to his car and pulled away slowly, staying a good distance from some of the students walking on the driveway.

He noted for the first time how beautiful some of the female students were. he didn't remember them to be this pretty when he was a University student. Most of them had full size breasts with nipples trying to push right through the material.

"Must be the food they eat now days." He thought with a smile.

 

[deepbreath]

Jack searched for a spot to hide under the desk, when his note was caught. Never could he have imagined Holly being so alert and quick footed.

He dared not look to see if Kara was amongst those giggling. Holly studied him in a perplexed silence, and handed the note back to him without reading it...something for which he was very very grateful. But the episode seemed to have affected her more than him...and she looked flustered. It was the clock that saved them all...and she hurriedly began winding up the class, and handing out late slips.

Jack didnt have class for the next 2 hours, but he didnt rush out of the class as usual. He was twirling his pencil worriedly, and absently acknowledged the greetings and grins of his classmates as they filed past. Holly had left the situation wide open, and he couldnt know if she was irritated with him or not. He hoped she wasnt one of those who filed away these incidents for later use.

Jack walked out of the room slowly, and into the corridor towards the college's front lawns. He froze momentarily when he saw Dean Brooks walk towards his car, and he realised what was niggling away in his head. If Holly took advice from the other professors on how to deal with problem students, especially a Mister Jack Daniels...he'd be in for plenty of trouble.

He had to somehow get Holly relaxed about him, before he worsened the situation between them. And the only thing he knew about her was that she liked American history. A lot.

Jack muttered to himself, as he walked upto the library. This was a first.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

Kara changed quickly into her gym t-shirt, rolling the sleeves up into a bunch and exposing her upper arms, and tossed on some shorts. A few other of her friends had been late as well, so at least she didn't have to run alone. True enough she had to sprint out an extra lap, but it was a nice day out so she didn't mind. The coach seemed irritated but there wasn't anything he could about it if a teacher had excused her.

She stopped running as she came back to the class itself, catching her breath as she looked around. She darted off for the side of the building to catch a drink, stopping right in front of the fountain as she got a quick fill.

 

[rvplymates]

When Holly walked out of her class, she had planned to go to her office and do some work before her next class but she was still thinking of her parents and the student she had touched as only a true Professor could, she suddenly wanted to explore the Univerisity's grounds. She stepped out of the school and gazed about. Deciding it was a lovely day to explore, she walked down the stairs and followed the path around to the back of the school. As she stood there, she saw a lovely lake and a picnic table. She smiled as she looked at the tranquil scene.

Holly followed the path to the lake and headed for the picnic table. She set her briefcase on the table and took a seat on the bench that looked toward the lake. She folder her hands on the table and relaxed. It was a warm day for September and her severe way of dressing soon made her feel a bit uncomfortable but still she sat there, looking at the lake.

 

[Longleg]

Craig stood over the ball a sly smile on his face , the keeper had set the wall up incorrectly , he should have demanded a third player into the obstacle, yet that loud mouthed defender Adams had over-ridden him, a big no no the keeper always controlled the wall..

The mock game had been going on for 20 minutes now but was being stopped every now and then by the coach who dispite seemingly having an issue with the English actually knew his stuff.

Craig looked at his coach now , he was shaking his head at the scene. A few moments later the ball was in the goal , Craig smile broadened, too easy.

While the coach sorted out the wall and Adams, Craig looked around the playing field, people were running around the track and other sports teams were doing their own thing

One very noticeable thing struck Craig all the females were incredible looking. Maybe one day he'd actually get to know one or two of them quite well, but for all his ability on a soccer field, off it he was to say the least uncertain....women had always been beyond him.

 

[Cobra2004]

Dean Brooks Took the long way out of the University grounds. Looking at all the students doing laps around the track. He didn't know all the students yet. most of them were in their first year. He watched the football team going through their practice, bringing back memories of his old self as playing football, and chasing all the girls that liked to be caught by him. The boys looked good now, they had to train with weights to get stronger. He smiled as he wondered if the still had curfew like he had. Not that it helped much. they all managed to sneak out of the dorm.

He put his car into gear and drove around the grounds. the driveway ran between the grounds and the small lake. He saw a lone woman sitting on the picnic table. He didn't recognized her till he got closer. Miss Holly Hathaway, one of the four new Professors at the University this year. "A very attractive woman, a little old fashion mode of dress witch didn't compliment her looks, he thought, and according to her credential she was very bright.

He continued his slow driving till he came to the end of the driveway. He stopped for all the students that were about to cross than turned into the street and headed for his club.

 

[rvplymates]

Holly stood and streached her back, she had been sitting for a long time. She looked at her watche and saw she had but an hour to spruce up her lesson for her next class. She grabbed her briefcase and started to walk back up the path thinking this would be a lovely place just to relax. As she walked along she saw the field and the young man were playing socca. Her Dad had called it football, that was because he was originally from London. She slowed down her pace to watch them and decided that they were good players.

Suddenly the socca ball was coming at her, Holly dropped her briefcase as the ball sailed right at her. She blocked it with her body, picked up her skirt to reveal a very shapely calf and side kicked it back to the players. She watched it fly back to them, most of the students were standing looking at her with their mouths opened. When Holly sighted the couch he gave her the thumbs up sign, her face colored as she walked over to her briefcase and picked it up and hurried on her way.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

Kara stood on the outside of the field, the ball held loosely in her hands. Catching her breath she quickly looked for one of her teammates, and when she had spotted one she took a few steps back, the ball and her arms held behind her and she darted forward, launching the ball into play before running in.

One of her classmates had decided to extend the game by launching the ball out of bounds. Stopping to watch it land, Kara was surprised to see one of her teachers from earlier. With a pretty impressive display of athletic skill, Professor Holly had launched the ball back at them, then quickly went on her way. With the whistle being blown the game was back on, and Kara retreated back to her left wing defensive position.

 

[rvplymates]

As Holly hurried to her office she scolded herself. She knew it was another reflex action. Her Dad had taught her football when she was just a child. Of course he had a hard time calling his beloved game socca but by the time Holly had began school and joined the pee wee team, her Dad condecended to call it Socca. He became a coach so he could be with his daughter. Back home in London, he had been semi pro but of course his country called it something else. He was delighted when Holly showed real skill at the game.

She had played socca all the way through grammer and high school but when her parents died in the car crash, she could not bare to touch the ball. She threw herself into her education and was classified by others as a loner.

Holly hurried to her office very annoyed at herself for forgetting her place.